She Was In The Dog House Today

Yesterday was my turn in the dog house. Today it was hers. While I loved my dearly departed wife more than anything in the world, she could drive me crazy with some of her idiosyncrasies. Today she did it to me again.

Today, I started my deep cleaning to start looking for the damn computer she has hidden some damn place and I also started the arduous task of cataloging her pile of purses. I am being very methodical in how I am doing that so I don't get to chasing my tail. Today I got one end of the master closest cleaned out. I will work my way across it and then move on to the Master bath and bedroom and then to the remainder of the house.

I am five purses into the cataloging process and I have already learned more than any man should know about women's purses. There are so many damn descriptors (tote, crossbody, satchel, shoulder bag, pebble leather, canvas, patent leather and the list goes on and on) and then finding the correct one there are so many that look very similar but are not exactly the purse that I am looking for.

Anyway, I have been on several sites (Poshmark, coach, ebay, etc) trying to establish a value on the purses so that I can potentially sell them (when I am ready). Maybe her purse's can buy me a new Pickleball Paddle or some golf clubs. I know if it was her she would probably be thinking about selling my Pickleball paddles and golf clubs to fund her purse and/or shoe habit.

Jennifer kept her fancy purses in silk and/or cloth bags. So as I am cataloging them in a spreadsheet I am assigning each purse a number and I have put the number on a little tag that I am attaching to the outside of the bag so that I can quickly establish what purse/bag I have without having to open the damn bag.

I am also going thru each purse/bag just to make sure that she did not leave any money or items of value in them. I got thru a pile of her knock around purses/bags (not her Sunday go to meeting/fancy ones). So far all I have found is one pair of reading glasses, a used wet wipe, some unused plastic tooth picks and a couple of ibuprofens that must of fallen out of the little plastic holder she used to carry those around in and two ball point pens.

This afternoon I needed a break from the closet cleaning and purse/bag cataloging, and decided I would make up a new set of numbered chips for our Pickleball Round Robin clipboard. Anyway, we used to have a ziplock bag of pens, highlighters and Large permanent markers in our little two drawer file cabinet. It has been in that file cabinet for years. So today I go to get one of the large permanent markers to put the numbers on the chips and guess what it was not there. I don't know if while I was in Montana in early June and she was here in Mesquite she decided to go through the bag and get rid of pens or she just threw the damn bag out, but I sure as hell could not find it. Needless to say the "God Damn It Jennifer's" and some other choice four letter words were coming out of my mouth on a pretty frequent basis. I know she was in heaven laughing at my sorry ass, which the vision of that just pissed me off more.

Well I had to go to Walmart anyway to pick up some groceries and so I said screw it and just bought some new big Permanent Markers. Of course I could not get just one, I ended up having to buy a two pack. I am sure tomorrow that I will probably find the damn bag somewhere. Oh well, just another first world problem.

Tonight I also was invited by Dave and Shelly Wulf to their house for a tasty taco dinner. They also had a couple of their neighbors over. It was a fun night and very welcomed after a day of house cleaning. I dropped the new chips off at the Pickleball courts on the way up to their house.

Anyway, its true that the departed can piss you off from the beyond and it probably won't be the last time but I still love and miss her dearly.