Post by sotally tober on Aug 4, 2016 9:41:02 GMT -5
Good morning! I stopped and grabbed a coffee at the new(ish) coffee stand by my house - I love that our local places have the s/f white mocha powder. If only sbux would have something similar. So, my day will be powered by s/f white mocha americano.
Today I have a few projects at work and then need to head out a bit early to take DD to soccer practice. Seriously, during summer it is from 6:30-8 2x/week. While it's great for her, I'm usually in bed by 8:45 or 9 since I wake up at 3, so these "late" nights cramp my style.
Tomorrow I'm WFH and I am going to research the pool nearby to see if I can work from there so DD can have some fun in the water. Fingers crossed this plan of mine works out.
Post by picksthemusic on Aug 4, 2016 9:55:40 GMT -5
Good morning!
I have actual work to do today, and I was really busy yesterday. Oof.
DH has been kind of a grump lately, and I am feeling neglected emotionally. I am an affectionate person, and DH just isn't helping. I tried hugging him when I got home last night, and though I had told him I had a sore throat, he hugged me like he would a random acquaintance. I pointed it out and he blew it off. I don't know what to do anymore... I try to tell him what I need, and it's like getting blood from a turnip. I am trying to be understanding, though, because I know he's tired from watching the kids all day, and stressed because money, and he's going through a lot, too. But we're still married, and we should still be trying to be there for each other.
Post by georgeharrison on Aug 4, 2016 10:28:47 GMT -5
sotally tober, I feel you on the "late nights." Tman's youth group meets until 8:30 on Tuesdays and I thought I was going to fall asleep in the car on the way home. Ha. I hope you get to enjoy the pool tomorrow.
picksthemusic, I'm happy your spending some time with us again. Sorry about the lack of affection from your husband. I can relate. My husband is NOT affectionate. Last night he gave me a hug - initiated it and everything - and it (was nice, but) felt foreign. I can't remember the last time he just initiated a hug. I hope things get better for you soon.
This is my last day of work for the week. I thought I was supposed to work four days next week, but it looks like I only scheduled myself for three, so hooray for that. Anyway, tomorrow Tman has a dentist appointment in the morning and then we are going bowling with my mom for a late celebration for Tman's birthday. My house is gross. Our "backyard" is s swamp. The sprinklers turn behind our condo into a huge mud puddle...and then Gunner followed me out there and then back inside without wiping his paws on the mat and well, gross. There is mud all over the living room.
Counseling last night was so-so. Now that I'm over crisis mode for a bit, not making any real progress but I guess that's because it's trying to tackle the super hard stuff that I haven't figured out on my own over 30 years and it's hard to do anything when i'm so damn exhausted. Went to bed at 9:30 last night but couldn't sleep so read my paperwhite kindle (good light) and finally fell asleep sometime after 11...and woke up about midnight. I took a Tylenol PM to try to prevent another night of lots of wake-ups. Woke up before my alarm, feeling wired wired but exhausted. This is ridiculous. Not sure if I should wait for the doctor to call me or try to call them again today? I have so many personal calls i need to try to get made that maybe I'll let that one slide.
NO PLANS FOR TONIGHT. WOO!! Maybe I'll have energy to try to tackle the dining table a bit or the kitchen mess. Probably not, but I can dream, right? It's disgusting, I have managed to get the counters/dishes half done on the weekend before I run out of energy and then over the week it gets trashed right back.
For something positive, here's a C&P status I put on FB last night: H, "Honey, was there any pizza left?" Me, "Yes, one slice." H, "You can't leave that out! Ivan will get it!" Me, "But the lid was on." H, "Look at this. What does that look like to you?" (meaning he wasn't sure if the cat got at it) Me, "I'm not sure..." looks over at the cat just in time to see him do a HUGE tongue lick across his chops. Looks at pizza again. Scoops up cat and sniffs his breath. Telltale pizza smell!! H points out all the Canadian bacon is missing from the pizza. We were still laughing about it this morning. Pizza ninja cat.
It's been a whirlwind couple of days. I resigned Monday. I was anxious all day and it was really hard and uncomfortable. Since then I've been sucked into what feels like an episode of House of Cards with all the politics at work.
My new boss has been sending me outlook meeting requests and setting up stuff for when I start. I'm really excited. Also there is a team building Mariners game my second week. I'M SO STOKEDDDD!
Headache today. I need to get to the chiropractor.
Later check in. We had a busy day with J's therapy then a playdate with bff afterwards. Between kids going to bed late last night, and a way to early wake up from all of them, I am beyond surprised we made it through most of the day with only a couple small meltdowns from the baby. I hope tonight is a little easier and I can finally get a little sleep. H is taking Old Man Pitty to the vet to have his leg checked out. I'm really hoping its just something easy and not a surgery necessary type of thing.