- I did day 2 of C25K this morning. Proud that I dragged myself out of bed and completed the run! The bathroom scale is measuring 5 lbs. under what I weighed at the doctor's appointment on Friday ... I'm sure they're just not calibrated the same, but it made me feel good nonetheless.
- MH came home from work yesterday doing one of those frustrated laughs because yet another one of his colleagues announced her pregnancy. And he was in a clearly bummed-out mood for the rest of the night. He was the one reassuring me in the beginning of all this, and now I can see that it's starting to get to him. I'm just heartbroken for him ... he'd be such an amazing dad and I really want this to happen for him (I mean, for me too, but giving him that kind of joy would mean the world to me). And he did another one of those frustrated laughs a few days ago about noticing that he's getting a bald spot, so I feel bad that he's self-conscious about that.
- I got a big work project off my plate yesterday, but now I've got a few other things to worry about. Being at that conference for most of last week really screwed with my timeline. MH keeps saying how ready he is for summer break ... I don't get a "break" unless I lose my job, and I really wouldn't be surprised if that winds up happening in the next few months because our company is losing money fast. I know my manager values me and would fight hard to keep me here, and I know some of the higher-ups are pleased with what I did at the conference, so hopefully it'll all work out.
Saturday: My nephew's birthday party. I'm really excited about it! Sunday: Mother's Day so I get to hang out with my mom. Monday: my 3 year anniversary so we will be having a special dinner out. Wednesday: the first day of my entire week off from work. I also have an interview for an awesome job. Friday: I'm going to Ikea and I'm going to eat at In-n-Out for the first time ever.
I have a meeting near DH's new office today, so we're going to lunch for the first time in 3 YEARS. (he used to have a super long commute to a city I never went to). I'm excited!
I thought I was completely over the upcoming election, but after yesterday I went down a rabbit hole of what if's.
@foodielicious unfortunately I can't. My choices are either call or write them a letter. I will keep calling but I don't have much faith.
mbcdefg I was going to like your post for the C25k but then I kept reading. I'm sorry, that's a lot of frustration and disappointment to deal with. Not to mention the job stress. Hugs.
Post by irene adler on May 4, 2016 11:23:12 GMT -5
I am reading the thread about going to a siblings wedding on ML, and It is making me feel very unsettled.
SIL is getting married in 2 weeks. DH is refusing to go because many of his family members are being assholes and making us feel very unwelcome. I want to go to support SIL, who is my favorite member of the family. I won't go without DH because it would turn into a weekend of helpful advice of the IL's telling me what I *should* do (as in, you should make him [insert how they expect him to act here]) or how I've failed to give enough tough love when things were really rough (aka, the whole of 2013).
Side note: one of dh's sisters did not come to our wedding, which the family as a whole saw as NBD. This same thought process is not extended to us.
irene adler, does your H get along with his sister? If so, I might enocurage him to attend for her sake and do his best to ignore the haters. But honestly if he decides not to go, I'd also stay home ... it's nice to get along with your SIL, but I would support your H above all. (Unless there's a backstory, which is none of my business, that I'm missing.) Maybe send SIL a nice note or a special gift to show that you support and care for her.
Post by irene adler on May 4, 2016 11:40:22 GMT -5
mbcdefg , We are absolutely planning on sending a nice gift and card. It's hard to cross through the river of judgement we seem to be constantly wading through.
Random: I need to go to the eye doctor. I can barely read the typing on my computer screen.
mbcdefg , We are absolutely planning on sending a nice gift and card. It's hard to wade through the river of judgement we seem to be constantly wading through.
Random: I need to go to the eye doctor. I can barely read the typing on my computer screen.
I'm sorry. I don't know why people (especially family) can't mind their own damn business.
I hear you on the eye doctor. Nowadays I can't even look at a TV or any kind of screen without my glasses for more than a minute before it starts to hurt.
- A guy in line behind me at the grocery store adjusted his crotch right as I turned and glanced at him. He was MORTIFIED. It was hilarious.
-H says he is going to get three strippers for his friends bachelor party. Cinnamon, Jasmine and...coriander. I about died laughing. He claims he meant Saffron, which is still a terrible stripper name.
Post by UnderProtest on May 4, 2016 13:05:54 GMT -5
So this is a short week here (Monday was a holiday here) and I still think its Thursday instead of Wednesday. How does this happen? It should feel like Tuesday, not Thursday.
We need to change our Costco membership and they won't let me do it, b/c somehow DH is the sole account holder? Yet I'm the only one who ever sets foot in the damn place except for when he buys tires. I'm this close to just telling him to cancel the whole thing when he calls.
Our anniversary is Friday and I have zero gift ideas for DH. He's no help because he doesn't want me to get him anything, so I could just skip it and make life easy. But then I feel guilty.
I really want/need a nap but DD#1 will be home in half an hour.
Post by sarapocalypse on May 4, 2016 14:14:40 GMT -5
Waiting at the dealership for DH's car. Wasn't sure if we were too far over the mileage to get our last free service but got it for free! Very happy about that!
Other than that, we adopted a 2nd dog this past weekend and we're still getting used to life with 2 dogs. They are hilarious to watch playing together!
ETA- So much for this trip to the dealership being MM! Need a new tire.
Doggy insom is home! He had to have emergency surgery for swallowing a bamboo skewer yesterday and I was a wreck ;(
They saw some suspicious white marks that need biopsied on his liver (we'll get the results on Sunday) but right now I'm just so grateful that he's home with me.
I got to say that 2016 has been kicking my ass. I hope it gets better!
I (finally) applied to grad school last night! This has been solidly in my plans for the past six months, but the admissions counselor told me to wait until May to apply (they do rolling admissions). That seems really late but this is what they told me to do.
The admissions office contacted my references today for letters of recommendations, and my transcripts were also mailed out today.
It's all happening!
Also - DH graduates with his MA on Friday. Lots of grad school craziness happening in the Bellakitty household!
It's been two years this month since I almost died. I spent 19 days in the hospital and didn't think I would live. But I did. And when I stared death in the face there was only one thing I prayed for (you get very religious when you think you're going to die) that I would have more time on this planet to be my son's mom. That was literally the only thing I cared about. Nothing else mattered.
I started thinking about this when I was getting ready this morning since I realized it was now 2 years...and I ugly cried!!
This is S/O the crying at work thing, and just a story that I've been thinking of all evening and reliving so wanted to share but didn't want to hijack the other thread.
PDQ
I used to work at a for-profit university as a tutoring center coordinator. While we weren't the worst for-profit on the market, we weren't great. I loved my job which was trying to help the students succeed and I saw wonderful people do wonderful things. But I never got over the guilt of the crap that our business model was. (PS I got out of there as soon as I could, but honestly, not soon enough)
We had a student who had a full, obvious, mental disability. She had a carer. She had low verbal, low cognitive skills, low writing skills ... she shouldn't have been there. I realised the first week of classes and went to the sales admissions representative, who had actually inherited the student from someone who had been fired. She already knew it was a shitty sign-up.
We (the admissions rep and I) and her carer met with her and explained that we were concerned that she wasn't ready to be successful in her course. We gave her some leaflets for a local education-in-the-community service. The girl just was so confused and crying - I just want to go to college.. I like looking at the books ... I like going to class ... Do you not want me to come for tutoring
I held it together. Repeating that she could keep the books (included in the tuition that we were refunding her) and keep reading them with her carer... that we enjoyed her company in the center and we'd miss her ... ugh.
I didn't cry when she was in the room. But afterward, we walked them out said goodbye and without a word both of us walked back into the consultation room, closed the door and the two of us just sat there crying. I couldn't believe the job I was in and the shit that was part of the business model.
“With sorrow—for this Court, but more, for the many millions of American women who have today lost a fundamental constitutional protection—we dissent,”
It's been two years this month since I almost died. I spent 19 days in the hospital and didn't think I would live. But I did. And when I stared death in the face there was only one thing I prayed for (you get very religious when you think you're going to die) that I would have more time on this planet to be my son's mom. That was literally the only thing I cared about. Nothing else mattered.
I started thinking about this when I was getting ready this morning since I realized it was now 2 years...and I ugly cried!!
I have nothing to say, but the thumbs up didn't seem appropriate. Hugs.
“With sorrow—for this Court, but more, for the many millions of American women who have today lost a fundamental constitutional protection—we dissent,”
just, I had a similar experience when I was a high school teacher. I taught at a charter school that didn't offer special education (don't get me started on the injustice of that). One year I had a student who was 17 when she entered the ninth grade. She had significant cognitive impairment, and was socially and academically on the level of someone half her age. Her siblings attended school in the same school system, and her parents wanted her to have "a regular school experience, just like them."
She had basically been passed along from year to year (except for a few years that she repeated) but ninth grade was going to be the end of the line for her since the state had an end of year test every student had to pass in order to go on to tenth grade. She should have been exempt because of her disabilities, except she wasn't in special ed since the school didn't offer it. Her parents finally moved her to a different school with special education after her year in ninth grade.
It was heartbreaking seeing her parents try to give her a "normal" experience when that really was to her disadvantage.
just , I had a similar experience when I was a high school teacher. I taught at a charter school that didn't offer special education (don't get me started on the injustice of that). One year I had a student who was 17 when she entered the ninth grade. She had significant cognitive impairment, and was socially and academically on the level of someone half her age. Her siblings attended school in the same school system, and her parents wanted her to have "a regular school experience, just like them."
She had basically been passed along from year to year (except for a few years that she repeated) but ninth grade was going to be the end of the line for her since the state had an end of year test every student had to pass in order to go on to tenth grade. She should have been exempt because of her disabilities, except she wasn't in special ed since the school didn't offer it. Her parents finally moved her to a different school with special education after her year in ninth grade.
It was heartbreaking seeing her parents try to give her a "normal" experience when that really was to her disadvantage.
Proboards needs to get the sad icon from facebook. Sorry you had to be a part of that - and even more so the family and girl had to deal with it - ugh....
“With sorrow—for this Court, but more, for the many millions of American women who have today lost a fundamental constitutional protection—we dissent,”
My random...ordering mother's day gifts for my mommy and MIL online from Harry and David (through ebates---3.5%) and kept getting error messages about certain products being out of stock.
So I finally just called and the lady was so nice and I was able to order something similar. When I mentioned ebates she said she could give me 20% off for the inconvenience ($40 savings just for asking). Yay MM!
Side note: DH was mad at me and being all snarky that my mom's gift was going to be delivered on Saturday and MIL is not able to get there until Monday (based on location). I snapped and told him that he could have handled this last weekend (LIKE I ASKED HIM TO TWICE!!!! #HULKRAGE) and then he realized his mishap and apologized profusely.
Doggy insom is home! He had to have emergency surgery for swallowing a bamboo skewer yesterday and I was a wreck ;(
They saw some suspicious white marks that need biopsied on his liver (we'll get the results on Sunday) but right now I'm just so grateful that he's home with me.
I got to say that 2016 has been kicking my ass. I hope it gets better!
Oh no! I'm so glad Dogy Insom is ok after surgery! Fingers crossed for an all clear on his biopsy and for a better rest-of-2016!