So, what do Harry Potter and my phone call the RI Unemployment have in common? Both run about three hours in length. It took me two hours of calling and hanging up just to get into the call que, and another hour and a half of waiting on hold via my speaker phone to get a person on the line. I found out that I had been approved for benefits five weeks ago, and they had to reopen my case and fix something so that I could call and report for last week. I'll be getting some papers to send off so that I can be paid for the last five. And now that I've gotten this all straightened out, I'll be going back to work in two weeks, lol.
Harry Potter was great, and did not feel at all like a three hour movie. Dante and I went to the 1pm show and didn't get out until 3:45. Then we went home, ate something, and I took a nap because Alex had me up at 6:30am. He's doing well with his potty training still, and in a few days I'm going to start trying him at nap time with out a pull up. This means that I'm starting to limit his drinks now and I'll need to make sure that the boys are on board with me so we can be consistent.
Aaron went into the kitchen and moved things around in the cabinets like he occasionally does, and this time I was there while he did it. I always put things back where I had them, because I need it there so I know where it is. As he moved a bag of nut clusters, I said "DON'T DO THAT" and moved them back. He started to ask what the deal was, and then cut himself off and said "OCD?". I didn't know how to explain why I didn't want him to move the bag so I just said yes, but really...I just don't like when people move my things around. I do all the cooking and I like to know where stuff is. I'm only anal about my work space. If I use something regularly, I want it handy. He said that he sees me "scatter" things around and so he didn't figure I'd have OCD tendencies, but I told him that nothing is scattered and that I know where everything is. He said that it all looks messy but to be truthful, 75% of the stuff "scattered" around is his stuff and I left it where he left it. The table is covered with unopened mail...all in his name. I have a few books and some yarn but I use those things almost every day where he doesn't really use his things. I do have a few things out like my bike and the cat carrier, but that's because we don't have anywhere to put those things. The real problem is that we don't have storage and we are a family of four living in a two bedroom apartment in Rhode Island where every apartment is so old that it was built in the colonial days and they didn't have things like couches or bikes. So tomorrow while Aaron is on a movie set as an extra for the movie The Fighter, I'm going to move my spill-over yarn into my clear storage drawers upstairs and leave his things out, and tell him that if it still looks cluttered, then he has himself to thank for that.