I am so smart. s-m-a-t, I mean smart!

Ahh the stupidy of being an adult.

So when we moved here John manly set up the washer and dryer. I told him I though the hoses were switched, but to my stupidy I was told I was wrong. So for three months I have been setting our washer on warm. That way the stains dont set and the colors dont run. So like two weeks ago, I open up the wash after its been started and my glasses steam up. Not thinking that the wash was on warm and there should be no steam. Then being frustrated with most of Cade's clothes ruined from stains, socks coming out red and my white bras are now blue, I start setting it strickly to cold wash. I go to put a load in, start the water and it was so hot I burned myself! So now it dawns on me. I was right (imagine that!), and the man had no clue what he was doing (he did give a valient effort. Gold star for him). So the hoses are wrong, I have been washing everything in hot water, now I burned myself and we discover the water temp needs to be turned down. Now I am doing a load on hot wash, which is really the cold wash. Just thought our stupidty would brighten someone's day! Oh and John says he hooked it up that way because he assumed the hose running from the back of the fridge for ice was the cold line. guess not. So do they do that so the cold water doesnt freeze in the hose?

Not much else went on today. Cade and I went on a walk with our neighbor. Her husband is a Kiawa piolt. Tonight is his last night of nights, and he will graduate in a few months. Sad, I finally met some one I get along with and they are moving. Just all part of the life.

I have also been in contact with the president of the AL chapter of Blue Star Mothers. I am helping them now. They just got a charter in Jan. and are now trying to form the first chapter. I hope it will be easier to get members than in St. Louis because I didnt realize how many military instilations there were in AL. The only problem with her is, she just got her FIRST computer and is about 70. She talks non stop (no comments from the peanut gallery) which makes it hard to have a productive conversation. So I have to call and email her things and it is just exsaserbating to do so. But it makes me happy doing it. Just wish I could paid. I was even thinking about doing one of those stuffing envelops jobs, just to feel like I am acutally doing something. I know watching Cade and keeping the house up is doing something, but it doesnt make me feel fullfilled. Dont take that the wrong way, Cade is my world, but I just need something else to do.