I'm working from home for a couple hours every morning on the weeks that DH is out of town. It's mostly so my MIL doesn't have to be here at 6:30, which is when I normally leave for work.
Thing is, it's now 20 minutes past my start time and I'm still in bed. I have a feeling this is not going to be very productive for me. I really need to get my ass in gear because my boss is letting me do this because I've "proven myself." I feel shitty for not living up to that.
I'm working from home for a couple hours every morning on the weeks that DH is out of town. It's mostly so my MIL doesn't have to be here at 6:30, which is when I normally leave for work.
Thing is, it's now 20 minutes past my start time and I'm still in bed. I have a feeling this is not going to be very productive for me. I really need to get my ass in gear because my boss is letting me do this because I've "proven myself." I feel shitty for not living up to that.
You're killing me with your luxuriating in bed. I'm so jealous. LOL Although, thanks to the benadryl the Dr told us to use to help DS get over this ridiculous never-ending cold, he slept until like 10am on Sunday. So I did have some blissful lounging time.
Post by ProfessorArtNerd on Nov 10, 2015 9:41:48 GMT -5
Holy SHIT I made some strong coffee this morning. When Davids done with his nap I'll be cleaning REALLY FAST. As it isim tapping my foot like a madwoman.
I am so looking forward to the day off tomorrow. No big plans, but lots of time with DS, lunch at school with DD, and catching up on some errands sounds pretty good right now.
DD's birthday party is in a week and a half and I have done nothing except send out an evite and browse Pinterest for activity ideas.
I can't believe that it's already the 10th of November. I realized mid-way through Saturday that I only had 7 weekends (including that one) before I leave to see my family for Christmas. In addition to the general holiday hubbub, we are also using a new pet-sitter who will be staying at my house. This gives me, a not super-clean person, major anxiety over the cleanliness of my house. So I started superdeepcleaning with my few spare hours this weekend. Like, pulling out night tables and vacuuming behind/under them, washing trash cans. I know this is crap normal people probably do more frequently than when a stranger is going to be living in their home, so it's a good thing. But I don't really want to do it. lol. And I also should've started earlier given that I don't really have free time and I don't want to spend every free minute cleaning either.
My son is turning 4 next week and he says he only wants to go to Target for his birthday. He looks just like my H but it's things like this that let me know he's mine.
Post by themysteriouswife on Nov 10, 2015 9:53:34 GMT -5
Today can suck it. Myles as up all night playing. Allie dropped her glass of milk before breakfast. H acted like the world was ending. "That's our last roll of paper towels! What am I suppose to use to clean up the mess?" I ended up cleaning the mess as he walked around clueless. Our checking account is frozen due to fraud. I have the pleasure of going and fixing that today. Blah. Thank god H apologized for being a ditz or I may have needed help hiding the body.
I am unmotivated to do any work today. The kids have school tomorrow, but I'm off work. H thought it would be just FABULOUS to also take the day off. I swear, the only way he is allowed to interrupt my alone time is if he is delivering me Tippy's Tacos in bed.
Dd still has a half day tomorrow and I'm taking ds to daycare for at least part of the day. My original plan was to pick dd up from school and take her shopping for her Christmas dress and some snow boots, but she doesn't want to do that, she wants to go to Grandma's (it's xmil's day to have her anyway) instead. I'm kind of bummed since she just asked me on Saturday for a mommy/daughter day.
We are going to the cabin this weekend and I can't wait. I think we are going to take the pack n' play down and have ds sleep on the big bed in that room now since he has exactly zero room in the pnp. We'll see how that goes.
My anxiety is out of control. I can't stop trembling and I'm on the verge of tears. Why? Who knows. I just noticed I'm sitting in the fetal position on the recliner.
I almost cried on the phone with an HR rep this morning because I'm so frustrated that they keep losing my letters of recommendation. If there were other viable options for employment here than this district I would probably just cut my losses, but they're pretty much it unless I want to stay underemployed for the next two years.
Post by ginandjucie24 on Nov 10, 2015 11:48:57 GMT -5
I had sex dreams of David Tennant last night. Every time in think of it I giggle like a school girl.
I bruised my index finger doing dishes. I didn't realize I had hit my finger in anything until it started hurting. I thought I had cut myself with a knife. I have been putting ice on it and that seems to help.
I slept like absolute shit last night so I was really tired this morning. I dropped DD off before school for tutoring. I have to walk her in (she's in K) and when I came back out, I went to get into my car. I thought hmmm, where did this red bag on the seat come from. I got into the wrong effing car!!
If I defrosted ground beef on Sunday and it's been in the fridge since can I use it today or should I toss it?
You can totally use it.
I am so over my period. I got married and it went to hell. It used to be every 28 days/5 day period 1 day of spotting like clockwork, PMS symptoms were always the same, period was always the same, I knew what to expect.
Now? Who the fuck knows. Day 31 and still no period. No usual PMS symptoms, nothing. Last month I spotted for 5 days then BLED for 5 days. I hate this shit.
My h is getting on my nerves and not listening to me and I want to cry. I realize this is stupid and I'm being a baby, but I'm so frustrated.
He decided to finally build a table for the laundry room. He was asking about height, so I told him standard height. He argued with me about why that was too short and why HIS height (36 fucking inches) would be way better. No h. I want 30 because my sewing machine cord won't reach 36 inches. We went back and forth on that for a while.
Then, THEN, he comes upstairs after setting the tabletop (he's building a wooden butcher block type table) and I asked for the exact measurements. He said 6 feet long by 40 inches wide. This is where I want to cry. I told him yesterday I'd like it to be 4 feet by 3 feet, so like an island in the center of the laundry room. 6 feet is way too big. It's going to look so off and just wrong. Why can't the man just listen?? I feel like if I complain then I'm just an ungrateful bitch, but really. 6 feet is way too big. Ugh.
My h is getting on my nerves and not listening to me and I want to cry. I realize this is stupid and I'm being a baby, but I'm so frustrated.
He decided to finally build a table for the laundry room. He was asking about height, so I told him standard height. He argued with me about why that was too short and why HIS height (36 fucking inches) would be way better. No h. I want 30 because my sewing machine cord won't reach 36 inches. We went back and forth on that for a while.
Then, THEN, he comes upstairs after setting the tabletop (he's building a wooden butcher block type table) and I asked for the exact measurements. He said 6 feet long by 40 inches wide. This is where I want to cry. I told him yesterday I'd like it to be 4 feet by 3 feet, so like an island in the center of the laundry room. 6 feet is way too big. It's going to look so off and just wrong. Why can't the man just listen?? I feel like if I complain then I'm just an ungrateful bitch, but really. 6 feet is way too big. Ugh.
WTF? How are you ungrateful? Building a 6 foot table for a laundry room is too big unless you're planning on eating dinner on it regularly!
My h is getting on my nerves and not listening to me and I want to cry. I realize this is stupid and I'm being a baby, but I'm so frustrated.
He decided to finally build a table for the laundry room. He was asking about height, so I told him standard height. He argued with me about why that was too short and why HIS height (36 fucking inches) would be way better. No h. I want 30 because my sewing machine cord won't reach 36 inches. We went back and forth on that for a while.
Then, THEN, he comes upstairs after setting the tabletop (he's building a wooden butcher block type table) and I asked for the exact measurements. He said 6 feet long by 40 inches wide. This is where I want to cry. I told him yesterday I'd like it to be 4 feet by 3 feet, so like an island in the center of the laundry room. 6 feet is way too big. It's going to look so off and just wrong. Why can't the man just listen?? I feel like if I complain then I'm just an ungrateful bitch, but really. 6 feet is way too big. Ugh.
WTF? How are you ungrateful? Building a 6 foot table for a laundry room is too big unless you're planning on eating dinner on it regularly!
I know. I KNOW. he had this idea that I would push it against a wall and into the corner when I'm not using it. I was like uhh, that was never the plan. It's supposed to be an island. It stays in the center of the room. I don't know where he gets these hairbrained ideas. He's down there reforming it after I took a tape and showed him exactly why 6 feet is absolutley ridiculous. He never called me ungrateful, it's just hard not to feel like I'm being bratty. He's all "I just want you happy" well. You should have listened.
WTF? How are you ungrateful? Building a 6 foot table for a laundry room is too big unless you're planning on eating dinner on it regularly!
I know. I KNOW. he had this idea that I would push it against a wall and into the corner when I'm not using it. I was like uhh, that was never the plan. It's supposed to be an island. It stays in the center of the room. I don't know where he gets these hairbrained ideas. He's down there reforming it after I took a tape and showed him exactly why 6 feet is absolutley ridiculous. He never called me ungrateful, it's just hard not to feel like I'm being bratty. He's all "I just want you happy" well. You should have listened.
You're not being bratty for having SOME REASONABLE expectations. LOL. If anything, you should be annoyed that he didn't listen to you!
I have had really weird dreams two nights in a row now. And I haven't even taken melatonin or anything.
Lol is it because of my ritualistic posting about my inability to get out of bed? In case you wondered, I worked from my bed this morning. I'm convinced it's the only way to do work now.