I need a new job. I love my company, and I love my coworkers, but we are losing people at an incredible rate and I can’t keep picking up slack. I have no more bandwidth. And even though we are hiring, everything feels weird and uncomfortable.
I woke up tired. I am still anxiously waiting to find out the results of my sleep study so I can hopefully get a solution to my terrible sleep.
This weekend was all over the place, so that didn't help. I got my covid shot on Friday night and ended up staying in bed and sleeping for most of the day on Saturday. I had awful body aches, a migraine, and just generally felt like I got hit by a truck. DH took the kids to go visit his mom and get out of the house so I could rest. Yesterday we had some friends over for a football day and it was awesome! The kids all hung out and ran around outside while the parents grilled food and watched the various games on tv. I'm hoping we do this more often throughout football season now that we have a house that's good for hosting.
mommyatty, I hope you're able to find something with a better balance. It sucks to love the place but know it's not the right fit for you.
I'm tired. We had our annual Halloween camping trip with our friends. Dd still loves it. She and her friends dressed as Barbie and were so cute. We ate too much, drank too much, stayed up too late but had a ball.
I've got a lot of meetings this week, but good ones that get me out of the office and out in the community.
I am treating myself to Starbucks on my way to my first meeting and Chic Fil A before my 1 pm and then taking a walking break in a cute little town on my way to my 4pm, because it's Monday... I'm also going to pick up the mums that I ordered which will make me happy.
Post by librarychica on Sept 25, 2023 8:17:23 GMT -5
We had a lovely weekend. The girls spent Saturday night at my parents and we had friends over for a dinner party and game night. I cooked a rather epic, elaborate dinner. I hadn’t cooked like that it a long time. Then visited with my parents and brother Sunday afternoon before driving home with the kids.
This morning was a mess. DD1 woke up with a migraine. DD2 has been impossible lately. Like today, yelling at H for coming into her room. Then yelling and refusing to choose lunch — so H chooses for her — then having a breakdown over having to eat breakfast. She was late for school, H and I are at our wits end. She was late for school, H and I were on the edge of yelling at one another, I sat down to work and someone immediately called me about something that is my job and NBD and I nearly yelled at him I was so shaken up. Just, ugh, not a great start to a Monday.
Add me to tired, even though I probably shouldn't be...
Our charity golf event was a huge success on Friday. The weather was perfect, the people were awesome, and we raised over $150K for cancer research. I left early to help the kids get ready for their school dance on Friday night.
Saturday DD2 woke up sick, so we skipped her 8am rec soccer game. I did a million loads of laundry, then took DD2 to her 445 soccer game. We arrived at the field just in time for the pouring rain. We set up a tent for the kids on the sidelines and huddled under umbrellas. DD2 played terribly, as expected since she didn't feel well. It was not a great game - they lost, the other team was awesome, but DD2's team was... weird... it was like half of the team forgot how to play, where positions belonged, how to pass, etc.
I skipped my reunion on Saturday night - I had a migraine all day that I assumed was the start of DD2's cold, but I'm feeling better so maybe not?
Sunday DD2 was supposed to have tryouts at 8am and another club game at 2pm, but everything got cancelled due to weather and field conditions. So I ran errands; helped DD1 clean out her drawers again; made chicken soup, chicken salad, and chili; and then DD2 and I watched the USWNT vs RSA for Rapinoe's farewell match. It was a fun game!
My kids are off today for Yom Kippur. It's rainy and cold, so they'll probably just hang out and rest today. This week is not as crazy - just the standard amount of crazy - so I'm happy about that.
ETA: UGH. DH and I planned a weekend away at the beginning of November. I had it all mapped out - Kids get out early on Friday, so I can pick them up at school and they can hang out until our old nanny shows up at dinnertime, no sports Saturday, soccer mid-afternoon on Sunday, so we would be back in time for the game. Except... the game is mid-afternoon on SATURDAY, not sunday... and like no other weekend works for us to go away. So I miss her last club game of the season and feel like a crappy parent, or I ask DH to postpone and feel like a crappy wife.
I'm struggling with our schedule. We had 3 soccer games over the weekend, soccer every night Mon-Fri and 2 soccer games on Saturday. I work on Sunday. I was going to take Friday off because I worked Saturday, but I switched that day. But, maybe I will take Friday off anyway since taking off work is the only way to have any sort of actual relaxation time anymore. Only 5 more weeks of this until soccer season is over with, and we are missing the last weekend because we are out of town.
Last week was the hardest week of my life. My dad had open heart surgery to bypass 5 arteries and a mitral valve repair. Ever since then, he has been sedated on ECMO and a ventilator. Then he was transferred to a bigger hospital with talks of a heart transplant on Friday. I am devastated. My dad is my hero and my best friend. I had a mental breakdown and ended up in the ER. I am better now. The doctors and nurses told us that my dad is not a candidate for a heart transplant and may not even need one. They are optimistic that he'll recover, but it is going to be a very long and hard road. In the meantime, I will be meeting with my therapist on Wednesday to get my treatment plan in place. Today is a good day - my dad had a good night and was able to open his eyes and move his extremities on command. He is getting a few tests done this morning and then the drs will come up with a plan. So today I will hold on to that and try to get some work done.
polecat8, I'm so sorry to hear that, but so glad to hear that your dad is showing signs of improvement. Thinking of you and hoping things continue to improve.
Anyone want to tell me why I volunteered to go through the misery of getting my master's?
I am officially not sleeping because of school, stressed constantly, and with the husband leaving for my last two classes it's only going to get worse.
Two more classes. Two more classes. I can do this for two more classes.
Perfectly okay if my laundry isn't put away and kids get bare minimum effort for those two classes right?
xctsclrx, YES. That's all OK. You're almost there. You can do it!
I did my MBA when I was single and before kids. It was tough enough taking care of myself. Just do what you can. You are DOING the laundry and everyone has clean clothes. Who cares if they're put away? Breakfast for dinner or appetizer/snack dinner is FINE! We do that a lot due to sports. You're doing great! Good luck finishing up!
polecat8 I'm so sorry about your Dad. I'll be thinking of you.
xctsclrx, I am not getting my masters and it takes forever for me to put my laundry away. Let it all go for a bit longer!
Our weekend went pretty well with all the sports. I was so tired after our super early wakeup for softball yesterday that it was almost dangerous for me to be driving on the hour and a half drive home, so that wasn't good. But then I got a second wind and took all the kids plus DD's friend to our neighborhood Oktoberfest yesterday evening. The kids had a blast on rides and eating funnel cakes and seeing what felt like everyone we know.
My parents fly in tomorrow for a month to stay at their condo here, and then we have a relief valve! It is so awesome to have a little bit of family help for a while. They have their own lives while they're here, but can usually help us with a pick up here or there and coming to watch the kids' activities. My Dad's 75th birthday is a week from today and we get to celebrate with him. And they'll watch our kids (with some help from babysitters) when DH and I go to his grad school reunion in a few weeks (in mae0111's and twinmomma's neck of the woods).
Add me to the tired list. Got home about 6 Saturday from tax school. DH and DD weren't talking to eat other and you could cut the tension in the house with a knife. DD and the dog were so happy to see me. I crashed Saturday night went to bed before 8 and DH was in the bedroom playing videos and I didn't even care. Full lights on, noise, etc. Sunday DD went out to the barn and just mucked because the rain hit. We had a busy Sunday doing all the things we normally need to do over the weekend.
I'm glad it is Monday and a normal week. I'm not feeling super great (ears hurt & body aches). I don't know if it is for the 180 weather change or for the fact that I shivered for 3 days at school.
Post by twinmomma on Sept 25, 2023 13:51:52 GMT -5
xctsclrx, I'm right there with you! I'm taking two classes at the same time right now for my MBA instead of my usual one and it's kicking my ass. I have three more classes to take after this, including a big capstone project. I just keep reminding myself that it's the home stretch.
We can do hard things! And I try to tell myself that it's good for the kids to see me working so hard at something. It's a good life lesson for them, even if it feels miserable for me sometimes. Do you get to walk in a real graduation ceremony? I'm fully planning to do that so that I can have the pay off at the end!
Post by sandandsea on Sept 26, 2023 0:40:18 GMT -5
I’m sorry to hear about your dad @polecat. Sending thoughts and prayers your way.
I flew to my sisters this weekend to host her baby shower at her under construction house and it went well but I’m exhausted. Only 3 weeks til the deadline at work and a ton of work to do.
My FIL is doing really poorly so we are trying to figure out how to fit in a trip down for the whole family.
xctsclrx, I'm making the whole family come watch me LOL But my school is only like an hour away. If it was further I probably wouldn't be dragging them all along. You should plan some kind of celebration for yourself and the family though!
It's so tough when the kids call us out on it, but I try to always relate it back to them doing their school work too. Who knows if it sinks in, but I like to think that someday they'll look back and realize what badasses we are?
@xctxclrx I'm sure there is some truth to your daughter's observations. Nevertheless, this is a brief time in your life and you'll be better off once you have completed the work for your master's degree.
My dad was seven or eight when his mom finished college. She went to graduate school at night (she was a teacher) when he was a teenager. He still remembers how she'd sit at their kitchen table night after night smoking cigarettes (because it was the 50's) and writing papers. It taught that hard work is temporary and education was forever. FWIW
ETA: my point is you're being a fantastic example of hard work and perseverance for your daughter:)
@xctxclrx I'm sure there is some truth to your daughter's observations. Nevertheless, this is a brief time in your life and you'll be better off once you have completed the work for your master's degree.
My dad was seven or eight when his mom finished college. She went to graduate school at night (she was a teacher) when he was a teenager. He still remembers how she'd sit at their kitchen table night after night smoking cigarettes (because it was the 50's) and writing papers. It taught that hard work is temporary and education was forever. FWIW
ETA: my point is you're being a fantastic example of hard work and perseverance for your daughter:)
I agree with all of this. My dad graduated from undergrad when I was 10 years old, going at night while working full time. I remember him rushing home from work to see us, drop us off at whatever activity we had (I remember ice skating specifically), kissing us goodbye and telling us he had to go to school and so and so would drive us home.
He then went back for his MBA and graduated when I was 15. I remember him sitting at the table on Friday nights at the typewriter (we didn't have a computer) and typing his papers. He was usually in the same spot when I got up on Saturday mornings. He worked full time, did group work in the evenings, and went to school all day on Saturdays for 2 years.
I was so proud of him that I ended up going through the same program. We were the first father-daughter legacy at the program.