My mom-in-law was coming out on Saturday to celebrate her birthday.
This gave me two full days to paint the homeschool room and clean up the mess.
Thursday to paint.
Friday to clean.
Fool proof plan.
So, I pulled all the furniture away from the walls, pulled out my painting supplies and got started.
I started with primer.
At this point, I received a call from my husband, informing me he was on his way home from work.
That's ok. I have all evening to finish painting and then all day tomorrow to clean up.
Him: "Did you take the trash out this morning?" (I had forgotten to take the trash out on Tuesday)
Me: "No, today isn't trash day."
Him: "You're kidding right? Today is trash day."
Me: (laughing to myself and speaking in an ever so slightly condescending voice) "No, honey. Trash day is Friday not Thursday. Sometimes I get confused too."
Him: "What day do you think it is?"
Me: "It's Thursday."
Him: "It's Friday."
Me: "No, it can't be Friday because you didn't do your podcast last night."
Him: "It was cancelled this week. Today is Friday."
Me: "Please tell me you are kidding!"
I then turned around and took one look at my house.