She really got me when she was putting laundry away and then there was the groceries and then there was the adding mustard to the grocery list.
This is my life.
Did I tell you H didn't get a smartphone until 2 years ago? Welcome to the family. Here's a calendar-it's what adults do. Oh, I didn't pick up jelly at the store for you? "Did you add it to the grocery list?" That's my big line now. It's worked with the grocery issues at least.
I had a four hour webinar that went from 3-7 my time which means I stayed at work two hours later than normal. Corporate didn't send out the webinar notice until 11:45 am today. So I got roughly 3 hours notice, good thing I didn't need to pick up my kid today. It was a disaster and IT and the new software system are no where near ready for the switch which just got delayed to "early summer" so they don't have to worry about missing a deadline by giving us an actual date.
I had a four hour webinar that went from 3-7 my time which means I stayed at work two hours later than normal. Corporate didn't send out the webinar notice until 11:45 am today. So I got roughly 3 hours notice, good thing I didn't need to pick up my kid today. It was a disaster and IT and the new software system are no where near ready for the switch which just got delayed to "early summer" so they don't have to worry about missing a deadline by giving us an actual date.
But the emotional load is what I have been pushing back on with both a co-worker and DH - setting boundaries that I am not a therapist.
That comic reminds me of the message in the book Drop the Ball. It's still a work in progress shifting responsibilities to DH but he has really stepped up after having DD3 (and I let him do things however works for him instead of it being my way). I still feel like I'm drowning in work, kids, MOTN feedings, school activities, basement project, etc that I don't want to listen to other people's problems when they refuse to change or do something about it and they really just want to vent/complain because I'm a good listener. I think it is more of the emotional load that is taking a toll.
Tuesday vent: I use the USPS to mail payroll documents to a handful of non technical clients. I mailed stuff out last Thursday and 2 clients still haven't gotten there stuff. It went from my post office next door to the post office 10 miles away. I'm getting yelled at and all I can say is I mailed it on X date from the post office. Would you like a secure email version and the answer is no because they can't figure out how to open it or don't want to have to print it. Argh! They also don't want to pick it up as it takes too much time to swing by even though I see their rides drive by (main street).
That comic reminds me of the message in the book Drop the Ball. It's still a work in progress shifting responsibilities to DH but he has really stepped up after having DD3 (and I let him do things however works for him instead of it being my way). I still feel like I'm drowning in work, kids, MOTN feedings, school activities, basement project, etc that I don't want to listen to other people's problems when they refuse to change or do something about it and they really just want to vent/complain because I'm a good listener. I think it is more of the emotional load that is taking a toll.
DH is just one of those personality types that is a complainer. He is an expressive driver. The expressive is where the complaining comes from. He does actually take action, but sometimes my advice is just do something so I don't have to listen to you complain anymore. Which honestly doesn't solve the problem because it can cause bad decision making, and the problem is he is a complainer. So he takes action, and it helps for a while but then there is always something else to complain about because there is no such thing as perfection. I will look into that book. I am always looking for more things to read on the topic.
Tuesday vent: I use the USPS to mail payroll documents to a handful of non technical clients. I mailed stuff out last Thursday and 2 clients still haven't gotten there stuff. It went from my post office next door to the post office 10 miles away. I'm getting yelled at and all I can say is I mailed it on X date from the post office. Would you like a secure email version and the answer is no because they can't figure out how to open it or don't want to have to print it. Argh! They also don't want to pick it up as it takes too much time to swing by even though I see their rides drive by (main street).
They need to suck it up and deal. I drive my happy ass to my CPA 30 minutes away to drop off AND pick up my stuff.
I'm a day late but here goes. Weekend was good, but yesterday was not. DD is on spring break this week, but the districts aren't until Easter week so there are no camps. DH took vacation to stay home with DD. Yesterday at 10:45 she FaceTimes me and tells me to come home because she accidentally shot DH with a nerf dart in the eye. He lost vision, so we spent the day at the ER followed by ophthalmologist. He should be ok. He had internal bleeding in his eye, which the oph described as being like a snow globe. As the red blood cells settle down and get reabsorbed, he can regain vision. Oh but I am annoyed because the nurse on his insurance said to not even drive him to the ER but to call 9-1-1. Fireman arrived first and said just drive him. Canceled the ambulance but we lost like a half hour.
Then when I left to go get his prescriptions and pick up a pizza for dinner, DD snuck out and went across the street to the neighbors and was in their garage with the door shut. I heard her and called her, and she hit the roll up door button and the neighbor dad yelled at her because apparently she keeps opening the door and he was trying to keep the garage heated. (Which, his impatience with her is one reason she doesn't get carte Blanche permission to be there and has to ask each time, so I can gauge what time of day it is and whether the mom will be with the kids or the dad, but she doesn't know that). So now she is grounded from screens for the day today and I am home with her, aka I am also grounded. Have to take DH to the oph again followed by DD to her pedi to get a refill on ADHD meds. Tomorrow and Thursday she will be with neighbors who babysit toddlers so she will be miserable but oh well. That's what happens when you maim your parents. So far today I have helped her clean her room, the play room, made muffins, did laundry and dishes, and I am flipping exhausted already.
Post by traveltheworld on Mar 13, 2018 14:06:02 GMT -5
Wow, akafred, sorry about your day. Hope your DH is ok.
I had nothing noteworthy to report other than the fact that I had to get up at 5:00 a.m. yesterday for a transaction, but one of the other parties wasn't even ready, so the deal didn't close till about 8:30.
And there was a small fire on one of the floors in my building overnight. The cleaning crew is trying to clean up, and whatever fumes they are using is making me dizzy.
Post by erinshelley21 on Mar 13, 2018 15:03:24 GMT -5
Tuesday celebration: Not sure if you guys remember me talking about the agent that worked for my dad that left us hanging high and dry and took the secretary and half of the business with him. Anyways, his UNCLE just called and wants to know if we can meet with him to potentially transfer his business back. He went with his nephew when he left here, but is apparently shopping.
He's not a calm patient. Put some laundry away and pissed me off. Today's appt showed higher pressure, so he has a third drop and another appt for Thursday. Says he can see but it's blurry, not sure if that is the pressure or the "snow globe".
I have to work Thursday. He may have to get an Uber. He had to Uber home because DD had a pedi appt and we had to leave before he was seen today.