I'm at work. On a Saturday. For no fucking apparent reason.
I was supposed to train my replacement from 7 - 2. I held work that really should have been done yesterday so I could go over it with her. I finally find her number in my boss's office at 7:30.
She's sick.
And I still have to do the work I held or I'm going to have a 16 hour day on Monday if I don't.
MIL moved to Colorado last May because she literally had no where else to go. She moved in with a guy she knew in HS and had been talking to on FB. She decided 2 weeks ago to come visit. Oh, ok. So she stops at SILs first last Sat. She's still there. We offered her to come to us this weekend but she refused (much to SILs chagrin). She says she's coming to us Monday. First, we work, so we won't see you much. Second, I am taking off Tuesday to go to Dds field trip and I was looking forward to the morning alone, relaxing. And now she'll be here. And she can't go to the fiel trip because you have to have clearance with the school.
I'm have tempted to ask other SIL to keep her Monday night and we'll take her the rest of the week. Heaven forbid ANY of this be planned ahead of time.
Post by verycontrary247 on Apr 30, 2016 11:53:19 GMT -5
I was supposed to meet a dude for lunch today, and he cancelled super last minute (like 10 minutes after I was already there).
I have to go to a wedding in a few hours and I'm just not feeling it. My skin has been massively breaking out and I've been having issues sleeping since Monday night. I just miss my cat
Post by ProfessorArtNerd on Apr 30, 2016 11:54:38 GMT -5
I really thought we decided H should take all the overtime he could get but he didn't. Don't tell me it's optional if you're not going to opt to do, fuckface.
So he was home last night and slept. And I'm pretty sure he's still asleep. Well, he woke up at 9:45 to "come hang out with us". Ya know, when I take Lucy to dance. Wth the baby.
I'm so frustrated. And my back is so sore from getting myself and David in and out of the car. I'm going to ask my dad to cosign on a car in my name only. Ugh
Post by FormerlyRR on Apr 30, 2016 12:23:53 GMT -5
weather.com assured me that the weather was going to be crappy this weekend, so I planned (okay, blew off during the week) to work and do housework. It's freaking GORGEOUS outside.
I tried taking a nap but I couldn't sleep because H was making so much noise in the kitchen. But I couldn't bitch about it because the noise came from doing a dirty, gross chore that I don't want to do. But he was so loud. But it was so nice of him to do it. But so fucking loud.
I was apparently added to a LLR group on fb. Suddenly there are ugly leggings all over my feed. Well, not all over because there's also plex.us and neri.um and some ugly leather bracelets with words and some horrifying looking mascara. Stop selling so much crap, people! geez.
Also, a thought: if this many people are selling llr who is left to actually buy it?
Post by residentdj on Apr 30, 2016 14:05:22 GMT -5
My MIL has this strange obsession with cutting up DD's clothes when they no longer are fitting to 'make them fit', rather than fucking tell me to bust out the larger size clothes we have stored for her, you know, for when she outgrows her clothes and needs the new ones? So let's just ruin the ones she's outgrown rendering them useless for anyone that I might want to pass this stuff down to....first world problems, I know.....
Long vent. We're on vacation and having so many issues with our car that it's ruining our vacation. Our just barely hit 19,000 miles so at least it is warranty work.
Check engine light came on on the way north from LA so we stopped in Bakersfield. They cleared the code and wrote it down so we could get the car fixed when we got to Portland the next day, said we would be good to go.
On the drive up to Portland, got stuck in Corning, CA and at the dealership from 11am until 5pm to replace the urea pump in the trunk. Stop for night, set out the next morning and BOOM, light on again within 1.5 hours of driving.
Stop at Grant's Pass, OR and no one can get us in for 2 days. H and I say eff it and make it to Oregon City where the car was at a dealership for 3 days. Got it back yesterday and within 30 miles, light back on. Just sat at the dealership again for half the morning and the part won't be in until Tuesday.
We leave Wednesday morning to get back to Colorado by Friday so H can sign in from leave. H asked Command for a leave extension but we'll see if he gets it.
I was apparently added to a LLR group on fb. Suddenly there are ugly leggings all over my feed. Well, not all over because there's also plex.us and neri.um and some ugly leather bracelets with words and some horrifying looking mascara. Stop selling so much crap, people! geez.
Also, a thought: if this many people are selling llr who is left to actually buy it?
I really don't think a ton of people are selling it. It's like a minimum 4-5k just to sign up to be a consultant!
I do remember that post now. I think my perception is skewed because this is the 3rd person I know who wants to/is now selling this stuff.
I had my first long outing alone today since the baby was born. I went to this fun little class with a friend and they taught calligraphy and floral design, we had mimosas, it was awesome. I was thinking it would be nice to let my husband get a taste of my daily life alone with the girls.
I get home and he had taken them both out to the store to buy himself some jeans, picked up lunch on the way home, and the house was basically spotless. WTF?! He was supposed to be struggling and instead he made it all look easy!! lol
I have begun the process of painting the main floor. I've been working up the motivation to do it for, I don't know, a good 18 months. At least. I HATE painting. Hate it. But! At least I will be rid of the yucky beige, and I hate beige walls more than I hate painting, lol.
I want my DH to come home. This 2 week hitch has just been FOREVER and he's hardly been home. He gets off on Monday for 2 weeks. I CAN NOT WAIT!!!! He will be picking up NO extra work this time. I want him HOME.
Post by W.T.Faulkner on Apr 30, 2016 15:51:11 GMT -5
I gave FI his big birthday present today, but before he opened it, he griped about the way I organized things in the house. You know, the house that I cleaned by myself this afternoon, after buying him an X-Box One, after buying snacks and drinks for his friends coming over tonight.
He feels like shit now that I pointed it out, and he really is TERRIBLE with verbal affection, but fuck, can't you just hold your complaining in today and open the fucking present?
We had some minor wear and tear stuff with mine two weeks ago - only a couple hundred over what I was expecting. DH's clutch went out - we thought it was the clutch anyway as it was at 298k on the original and it was slipping. Something has also started leaking. Got the clutch replaced this week and his service due. $1k. Damn thing started leaking worse than before and the brand new clutched started slipping. Don't think the original one was the problem, it's the leak.
Went car looking today- trade in on it is $1k to 1.5k at best. I don't want to drop any more money into it if it's just going to auction. DH can't make up his mind on what he wants to do.
This guy has zero sense of urgency or planning, and it drives me bat shit crazy. Also, I thought he wasn't coming for another two-three weeks (because heaven forbid he and my H be able to actually communicate a definite plan to each other and then pass it along to me). It's fine that it's this weekend, but it totally screwed up all of my dinner plans for the next 3-4 days, which is also annoying the shit out of me.
I went to a jewelry party last night. I drank a lot of wine as did everyone else. I bought some earrings but asked the lady to send me an invoice. We had early baseball and then I came home to nap because us know, I'm hungover. Jewelry lady texted me 3x during my nap about hosting a party.
My kids completely trashed their room during a time out. They completely emptied out their dresser. I kind of want to cry at the thought of folding all the clothes.
My MIL came to pick up something from H just as I was putting DS down for a nap. She saw us, asked if he was going down and then asked for a kiss. Now he's back up and she's gone. Just came to pick up something from H that he could've handed to.her at the door. H is on his way out and I'm sitting here with a tired toddler.
Post by fluffydamn on Apr 30, 2016 17:52:39 GMT -5
I'm over this infertility crap. I don't have anyone to vent to about this so I'm just gonna out it here. I'm tired of getting a visit from AF every month. It's a monthly reminder that we've failed yet again to get pregnant. I'm sick of the painful cramps from my endo. It's a constant reminder that I'm not pregnant. I don't want to vent to DH because the main infertility is on him. His sperm are not up to par and without intervention it would take a fucking miracle to get pregnant naturally. We have been together since 2009 and really started trying in 2011. The only time I got pregnant was through IVF...only to miscarry at 9 weeks.
I can't log onto Facebook without seeing one person on there fucking pregnant. I can't talk to one of my friends because she's pregnant and doesn't get it. My other friend got married and dropped off the face of the earth and won't respond to my text messages for some reason. I'd talk to my SIL but she just miscarried in March and I don't want to open any wounds.
I've spent 40k and I'm so tired of having to work overtime to try and scrape every penny together to try something different. I have one embryo left and it's 4k to transfer. My insurance has 0 infertility coverage. DH's insurance has infertility coverage but I can't be on his because I'm offered insurance through my job.
I'm just freaking spent and don't freaking understand why this is happening to us. I can't help but bite my tongue at work while there is a pregnant addict next door who is withdrawing and doesn't care about her baby. Working over in the maternity ward I feel doesn't help out much.
Sorry this got so long, I'm just so mentally/physically/financially tired from all of this. Our last and only option would be to use donor sperm. I'm scared shitless it would just kill DH. We don't have another 35k to adopt and I've seen mothers pull back at the last moment and take the baby home, and I just couldn't ever go through that.
Post by sparkythelawyer on Apr 30, 2016 18:02:11 GMT -5
My husband fucked up my plans to do something fun with my kid at the last minute because he has no fucking concept of time or scheduling unless it only affects him. Its finals week for him so I'm trying to cut him some slack but I'm so pissed.
Post by BlackCanary on Apr 30, 2016 19:21:17 GMT -5
Yesterday was the suck. I had my surgery, which was fine, but then I got sick last night. The last time I threw up I was crying. I hate throwing up, it's the fucking worst. I wish my mom was here to take care of me.