Today is DS's birthday. We have my favorite tradition and the night before we fill the birthday kid's room with balloons so that they wake up surrounded and start the day off on a special note.
Got to work today with a text from DH... "Epic fail." No idea what he was talking about, had to call and ask him. I assume he missed the bus to work, but oh no. A million times worse.
Not only did DS wake up with no balloons, HE DIDN'T EVEN GET A MENTION OF HIS BIRTHDAY BECAUSE WE COMPLETELY FORGOT ABOUT IT.
I know that he is 3, and he's not going to remember or care. But I just feel sick about the whole thing. All because our Monday's are just a rush to get everyone out the door ASAP so I can go to a job that I don't particularly like.. I'm basically have an existential crisis.
I am so sorry, I would feel the same as you. In the grand scheme, not a big deal (especially when they are so little), but it still hurts your heart. Does he actually know it's his birthday? Can you just pretend tomorrow is?
k3am, Could you or DH get home and fill his room before bedtime instead? He won't know when it was supposed to happen and you'll still feel like you did it for the tradition. Don't beat yourself up, mornings just suck and it's easy to see how it would happen.
Post by covergirl82 on May 13, 2019 10:32:34 GMT -5
Ugh, I'm so sorry, k3am. I'm sure you and your H will make sure he still has a special day today. Could you have a bunch of balloons in your car at daycare pick up, or have them at home when he gets home?
I'm sorry k3am, I would totally fill the car with balloons and pick him up and sing extra loudly tonight. He won't remember. Any fun treats at daycare today?
Priority One is here and the install techs are cranky. They didn't know it was an attic job and are grumbling loudly. Didn't bring the all the right things and asked if I could have attic unit filters that would need to be replaced every 2 months. I told them I would prefer to keep it where it is in my hallway as no way I want to crawl into my attic every two months to replace not 1 but 2 big filters. At least the marine layer came in last night and it is about 50 right now and only expected to be 65 which is a whole lot better than the 80s we had last week.
I feel you although I mostly liked my job. It was hard to sit here for the last 2 hours of my day doing nothing when I could skip aftercare and spend it with my kids, and do stuff at home.
I was mostly busy the other times. After my promotion I am busier so that helps. It’s got to be hard though at a job you don’t like.
Post by supertrooper1 on May 13, 2019 11:50:05 GMT -5
Definitely a Monday here. I drove to STBXH's house to drop DS like we've been doing since February. He wasn't there. So I drove to his school and he was already inside the locked building. I was able to get the secretary to let us in. So I'm going to have to go back to dropping DS off at daycare before school during my weeks with him. Then I raced to my old house to drop the check off for the housecleaner coming today and realized that STBXH had taken the hide a key for the housekeeper, so I had to leave my key. Made it to work right at my start time. Then I have to leave early for the tv/internet installation.
Good news is my house doesn't go on the market until this weekend, but one of my coworkers is interested in making an offer. I hope it sells quickly.
DDOT: I had my piano moved by a professional piano mover on Saturday. As it turns out, his wife is my second cousin. The piano was my grandma's grandma's piano, which is the same relation to the mover's wife. He was texting his wife about the piano during the move and made his son stand in front of it for a pic.
k3am, I like the idea of stopping after work and grabbing a bunch to have in the car IF you can swing it! Otherwise, I bet he will be happy with any celebration you have for him tonight.
I had a similar feeling on Friday. DD1 has been practicing a Mother's Day poem to recite at the first grade picnic for weeks. She talked about how I was coming to school every day leading up to it. I came into work early and left an extra 30 minutes early to stop and get subs for the picnic lunch. The sub shop is 3 minutes from school so plenty of time. First place I stopped? The register shut down when I put my credit card in and it was a cluster F. The people waiting there couldn't pay (they were making them party platters)so I waited 10 minutes and left to go to the next sub shop down the street. There were already 10 parents in line going to the same picnic and only one employee. I left there at the time the program was starting in tears because I knew how crappy DD1 was probably feeling that I wasn't there for the corsage part or in the audience. I ended up walking in as DD was getting up on stage. Talk about lucky timing!? She asked why I was late, said she was nervous and quickly got over it. I'm just exhausted from running around trying not to drop any of these damn balls.
waverly, I don't hate my job by any means.. I like the people, the culture, etc. I just am bored to tears by the actual work. (Which is still a HUGE improvement over the prior job where I did the same boring job, but with some awful people and really toxic work culture.)
Adding to my Monday... apparently our BOD does not like the idea of staying downtown and if they can get the negotations with the guy who bought our building done, the move that adds 20-30 minutes each way onto my commute is back on the table.
DH is in Chicago this week so I am super excited about a very laid back week. SD is coming in to stay starting on Wednesday, but couldn’t commit to babysitting on Thursday while I am at oldest’s sports banquet, so she may be here with a sitter also here, which feels weird. But I guess it’s not me a sitter will be wondering about so trying not to stress about that.
k3am - this will be something you will for real look back on fondly when DS is bigger. It’s real life!
mae0111 - I hope the week flies by. I thought of you yesterday because middle DD had one of her most oppositional days ever - including snot-running-down-face crying at church, screaming “you’re hurting me” and other similar things in the backyard when cleaning out a scrape, telling DH she hates him, freaking out hysterically about slugs in the pool and refusing to spend time with her grandparents because of the knee scrape. She is grounded for the week and has a list of chores for the afternoon so this evening is also likely to suck. I need a mantra other than “don’t strangle her”....
I was out all last week with this stupid eye thing. I worked Monday and two afternoons. So I’m digging out, and I swear everyone got together last week and decided to make my job as absolutely difficult as humanly possible. And these are my teammates, not external agencies!
Plus, I have a direct report who cannot get along with one of his direct reports. I’m about to tell him for the next month he cannot mention his direct report to me because he just bitches incessantly. Oh, and all the stuff he bitches about this guy doing to him, he does to me. We are having a 3:00 meeting and I’m going to unload both barrels at him.
We are in St. Louis for Dds class trip. To say she is in a mood would be an understatement. She has cried because she thinks one girl us not talking to her. Has a face on her that others are asking what is wrong. Has went from laughing to sulking more times that I can count. Thankfully I had a beer at lunch. Send prayers.
Came home for lunch... I have jammies downstairs for the whole family and DH is going to leave work early (since he did, in fact, miss the bus, so he has his car) and we’ll have a morning do-over.
Honestly, the poor kid has the worst case of second child syndrome possible.
Sad side note: if work does leave downtown, trips home for random things during lunch break are off the table. The current drive is pushing it already.
I also need to invest in some kind of an air pump. Based on my lung capacity, I was a chain smoker in college and blocked it out of my memory...
k3am - have a third! It will make the second child look silver spoon privileged. I scheduled DS for his first ever special thing - it happens to be a nerf war - but by age seven his sisters had done lots of neat “extra” things. They are both Girl Scouts and some came through that, but DS hasn’t done extra sports camps or ... anything. I think DH and I both realized this as DH promised him a new gun for the battle and I already bought him protective eye wear. And a vest.
And I am going to try to sign him up for more. He doesn’t ask. But I asked him and he wants to go to art camp with a friend he’s had since DC, so I reached out to her mom.
Way to go k3am! I just try to keep the expectations low for all the kids, so I don't fail as often. No one has ever gotten balloons in their room, ever. The tooth fairy has been forgotten a few times, and came while they were in the bathroom instead of while sleeping (face palm). They were sad about that until I said oh I just saw her....go check.
Typically we go to a train restaurant for dinner the birthday night. It brings their food out on a train.
Came home for lunch... I have jammies downstairs for the whole family and DH is going to leave work early (since he did, in fact, miss the bus, so he has his car) and we’ll have a morning do-over.
Honestly, the poor kid has the worst case of second child syndrome possible.
Sad side note: if work does leave downtown, trips home for random things during lunch break are off the table. The current drive is pushing it already.
I also need to invest in some kind of an air pump. Based on my lung capacity, I was a chain smoker in college and blocked it out of my memory...
Great save k3am! That's totally something I would do, except my 6.5-year-old DD is a "leader" and keeps everyone in line. No way she'd ever let anyone forget anything.
He's also getting crappy Costco frozen pizza for dinner. That one actually does make me good mom, since it's his favorite.
Mmmmm...Costco pizza reminds me of the mall food court pizza from the 80's. Giant, greasy, lots of pepperoni, and soooo good!
Are we talking about the fresh Costco pizza that you get at the window or the kind from the freezer section that's $11 for a 4 pack? Because I agree on all accounts for the fresh from the window kind, but the freezer one is like cardboard.
Mmmmm...Costco pizza reminds me of the mall food court pizza from the 80's. Giant, greasy, lots of pepperoni, and soooo good!
Are we talking about the fresh Costco pizza that you get at the window or the kind from the freezer section that's $11 for a 4 pack? Because I agree on all accounts for the fresh from the window kind, but the freezer one is like cardboard.
Effing Monday indeed. My youngest brother didn't call or text our mom on Mother's day. My older brother sent him a message to stop being a jerk to our parents. Fast forward to yesterday afternoon. My youngest brother sends a message to my other 2 brothers and myself saying his ex-wife and our parents are the cause of all of his problems and to not judge him. I received the message as I got in the car after my dentist appointment. I went from angry to upset to rage. At one point, I pulled in to a parking lot and let loose. I sent him messages saying he needs to quit being an a-hole and treat the mother of his child and our parents with a little respect. I told him that I missed the person he was before the new wife came into the picture and I can't just forget all that his ex-wife did for me when I was battling post partum depression and a miscarriage. I'm sick of his excuses and I told him to grow up. If he treats people with dignity, then he wouldn't have these problems. I also told him that I don't like his new wife since she is a jerk to everyone and lies to get her way. He tried to respond with how bad his ex-wife is and I told him not to bother talking to me if that was all he wanted to talk about. I'm so done with this BS.
polecat8, Good for you. I hope that was helpful for you. It won't do anything for him, but at least you got it out of your system and it is out in the open. I am sorry it came to this, it sucks to fight with family.