Went to have my surgical pre-op testing down today, went without a hitch, except for the girl that weighed me. She told me if I gained anymore weight, they'd have to use a truck scale to weigh me! I got her back, keyed her car in the parking lot, at least it looked like a car she would drive? 324 lbs, criminal, shameful, I almost cried in my lunch! Any way, I'm all set, a picture of health, except for this incurable thing, come on next Wednesday.
I put my manifesto to print the other day, told the kids what I expected to happen. Lasted 1 day! The boy cleaned on Monday, but didn't come home for dinner today, fail. The girl got side tracked, didn't handle kp duty, all the towels, or food prep, epic fail! The wife worked up until she went to bed, in her work clothes, 2 of the 3 days, cooked 2 days, double fail! I may have to introduce water boarding to get my point across.