PMS Wagon!

How do you know your about to start your monthly curse?  When a post from your granola sister in law about cloth diapers sets you off.  SERIOUSLY?  Didn't we already go through this with the first kid?  Are you having amnesia?  Nobody wants to change a mother fucking cloth diaper.  Are we in the fucking stone age here?  With all the non-leakable shit out there that modern technology has perfected to avoid explosions of diarrhea and to hold a gallon of pee just to make sure your getting your moneys worth from these things.  Why in gods name would you EVER consider this?  Quit being a fucking CHEAP ASS!  This ain't your first time at this rodeo.  God this just really pisses me off, but I suspect that the reason behind me getting my panties in such a twist is because of the "PMS" thing.

On to a new subject.  I got a call from the lady who were buying the house from this morning and all is falling into place.  She got the title from the housing place that day to replace the lost one.  We transfer title on the 30th of this month.  I was a little worried about my money coming on time so I called my 401K place and asked if the paperwork was sent yet, and he said Oh I can fax that to you.  PERFECT!  Alls my boss has to do hit the approval button and I will have the money by Monday at the latest.  I was getting a little worried there for a minute that I wouldn't have it on time, but no worries now.  Plus she will be out even earlier then expected.  Bonus!  The hubby traded the laborer at work our truck he bought when douche bag blew up the car for scraping the popcorn off the ceiling and texturing.  The great thing about her being out earlier is that we can now paint as well by going in with the spray rig and dousing everything down..  Things are finally falling into place for us and  I look forward to a new beginning.