Back to work today. The rain has finally let up and we're supposed to have partly sunny and 70 for a couple of days. Even though I have to drive into work I always kind of like Thursdays - probably because I don't have to make dinner - haha! Every Thursday I stop by the little mom and pop burger place and get DH his double bacon cheeseburger and fries.
Does anyone else hate cooking as much as I do? Ugh. I have always disliked it. I think the only thing that I've learned to do to make it somewhat bearable is plan my meals ahead each week. Then I'm not standing in the kitchen every night trying to figure out what to make and if I have all the ingredients to make it. Thank God for two nights a week of take out food. Next week we get 3 days. I made reservations for Sunday evening at the restaurant DD gave us the gift card to. We will get a nice steak or seafood dinner with a view of the city.
Since the neighbor behind us got out of jail a week or so ago, their house has turned into drug central again. Since the drug bust the bedroom window all the deals were done through had been boarded up. Since guy got out of jail a week or so ago, the boards are down. On Monday morning DH witnessed the guy literally breaking into the house, through the window and climbing in. Within an hour the cars started coming and the drive-up drug window was back in business. Yesterday a car went in and out to the house on our street at least a dozen times and many of those times was at the house behind us before or after. DH called it and reported a suspicious vehicle at least 3 times, I think when I called it was the 4th time. Nothing from the cops.
As soon as our yard blooms with all the leaves on the trees and I can plant all the flowers (sometime in May) I am calling several realtors so we can get some estimates on what our place is worth. Obviously there is no way we can get rid of these drug dealers, and all the maggots they bring in, by ourselves so our main goal needs to be to move as soon as we can. It won't be soon, but at least we'll have a good idea of where we stand and how long it might take us to get where we need to be. It might light a fire under DH's butt to get serious about selling all that race equipment out in the shop once and for all. Maybe the threat of us actually leaving will also light a fire under good neighbors butt to get involved with trying to help get rid of these drug dealers. He's really not going to like it if we move. He has always joked if we ever move he's moving next door to us again.
I've been ignoring my knitting the past couple of weeks because I made a mistake and hadn't figured out how to fix it and I knew I'd need more yarn and didn't have it yet. I tried to fix the problem last night and just made it worse. I think I was only about 1/3 of the way into it so I ended up pulling the whole thing out! When I got it off the circular needles I also realized it was wider than I really needed it to be, so I could reduce that and cast on 40 stitches instead of 52. I cast on and got about 2 or 3 rows into knitting and realized I goofed again! Somehow I didn't finish a row and turned around and started the next row and so I had this uneven blanket started. Geez! So, it's all pulled out again and just laying on the coffee table. I'll try again tonight.