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mamajoanI hate to sound so whiny, but the following is a laundry list of things that I am disgruntled about, which are dominating my mindset at the moment. Particularly the first one, really.
1. The whole lack of sleep thing. How bad a night did Ruthie and I have, the night before last? So bad that yesterday I left work right after lunch to go to my mom's place (because it's closer to work than mine) and take a nap. I literally could not hold my eyes open any longer. I was a zombie. I napped for two hours, and would have gone longer if mom hadn't woken me up (per my request). And I still could barely hold my eyes open the rest of the evening. We got semi-decent sleep last night, but apparently it's going to take a while to recover fully from the night before last.
The sleep situation with Ruthie is not good. I'd go into excruciating detail, but I'm too tired. :(
2. Back in June around Isaac's birthday, I called his doctor's office to make an appointment for his 4-year checkup. The first opening they had was in early August, ugh. Then early August came around and I realized that the appointment was at 1:30, pretty much the worst time of day for a checkup for us. It's right in the middle of naptime at his preschool, not to mention the middle of the workday. Too late to justify simply not going to work in the morning, too early to call it a "leaving a little early" day. So I called to change the appointment. Remember, this was early August. They told me the next opening was not until early November. Argh! But what could I do? I took the appointment.
Then last week Isaac's preschool director told me that she needs his updated physical (this is basically a form from the doctor saying that Isaac is healthy and up-to-date on his shots and can participate normally in all school activities). His old one was over a year old, since I was more on-the-ball about his checkup last year. So I called the doctor's office to see if I could change the appointment from November to something more reasonable.
Well, she offered me another appointment next Tuesday -- at, you guessed it, 1:30. ARGH!!!!
Foolishly, I took it. But now I'm kicking myself. What the hell am I supposed to do? Seriously I am thinking of just moving us to another doctor. I'm pretty sure that's an overreaction -- although I'm also annoyed because they said (back in August) that they'd call me back about whether it's okay that Ruthie missed her 15-month checkup, and then they never called me back. To reiterate: ARGH.
3. Speaking of doctors I am annoyed with, I got a form letter from the gastroenterologist I saw last month. It basically went, "All your test results were normal, please continue to take your medication, kthxbai." First of all, I'm not taking any damn medication (unless you count my thyroid supplement, which I don't think counts because this dr didn't prescribe it) and second of all, what about my "episodes"? You remember those? The whole reason I came to see you in the first place, Doctor Can't Be Bothered To Write A Real Letter???? At the least he could have said, like, "let me know if you have another episode," or "I think that continuing to watch your fat intake is the best course of action" or some such. But no, all I get is an inaccurate form letter. Grrrrrr.
4. On a more trivial note, I got an email at my fanfic email address. As background, I have not written fanfic in MANY years. I still keep all my stuff up on my fanfic website, for the enjoyment of whoever might care to peruse it; but I don't write it any more. There are a couple of stories in my Xena fanfic series that are unfinished, and most likely will remain that way forever.
So I get this email, which is basically like this: "I've written you a zillion times asking whether you're going to finish your Xena fanfic, and you never reply. My emails haven't bounced back to me, so I can only assume you've received them and are choosing not to reply. So I'm giving you one last chance. Are you going to finish the story or not, you horrible bitch?" I slightly exaggerate the language/tone ;) but that was essentially the content. Wow. I've been out of the fanfic world for so long, I totally forgot how obnoxious readers can become in their entitlement!
Anyway, I sent him/her back a semi-snarky reply in which I basically said, no, I'm not going to finish the stories, and excuse the hell out of me if I have other things to do besides reply to emails about fanfics I haven't touched in like eight years. :P
5. The director of Isaac's preschool, "J", is opening up a toddler room downstairs in the same building as the preschool, and said she would hold a space for Ruthie if I so desire. Siiiigh. If this had happened six weeks ago or so, I would have been ecstatic; but now I've invested so much (emotionally etc.) in Ruthie's new daycare, it just doesn't feel right to move her so soon. Not even if it would mean saving $400 a month (ouch) and the greatly simplified logistics of having both kids at the same place. I'm still kind of debating it -- I told "J" that I'd let her know by Monday -- but I'm about 95% sure that I'm going to turn it down. sigh.
6. One of the other moms at the preschool invited us to her kid's birthday party...this Friday (tomorrow) at 5pm. What a ridiculous time for a party! This mom, who has in the past shown herself to be fairly flaky (don't get me started), neglected to put her address on the invitations, and when I left her a message saying we probably couldn't get there until 6pm and asking whether she could maybe pick up Isaac from preschool when she picks up her kid, so that Isaac won't miss half the party -- she left me a message in response saying that she was sorry that the party interferes with "the holiday" (meaning Rosh Hashanah, presumably) but that I should let her know whether we can come or not. Umm, my issues with the timing of your party have NOTHING to do with the holiday, you freak!! It's to do with the fact that I have to work until 5pm and then have two kids to pick up! I know she's a working mom herself, how can she not understand this stuff? WTF. I am really annoyed. I'm annoyed with myself because I mentioned the party to Isaac and now he wants to go. If I had just kept my mouth shut, we could have just skipped it. ARGH.
OK, I am cranky today, so sue me. Go back up to the top and read #1 again.
In cheerier news, Ruthie has finally started saying "mama"! About damn time, yeesh. ;)
1. The whole lack of sleep thing. How bad a night did Ruthie and I have, the night before last? So bad that yesterday I left work right after lunch to go to my mom's place (because it's closer to work than mine) and take a nap. I literally could not hold my eyes open any longer. I was a zombie. I napped for two hours, and would have gone longer if mom hadn't woken me up (per my request). And I still could barely hold my eyes open the rest of the evening. We got semi-decent sleep last night, but apparently it's going to take a while to recover fully from the night before last.
The sleep situation with Ruthie is not good. I'd go into excruciating detail, but I'm too tired. :(
2. Back in June around Isaac's birthday, I called his doctor's office to make an appointment for his 4-year checkup. The first opening they had was in early August, ugh. Then early August came around and I realized that the appointment was at 1:30, pretty much the worst time of day for a checkup for us. It's right in the middle of naptime at his preschool, not to mention the middle of the workday. Too late to justify simply not going to work in the morning, too early to call it a "leaving a little early" day. So I called to change the appointment. Remember, this was early August. They told me the next opening was not until early November. Argh! But what could I do? I took the appointment.
Then last week Isaac's preschool director told me that she needs his updated physical (this is basically a form from the doctor saying that Isaac is healthy and up-to-date on his shots and can participate normally in all school activities). His old one was over a year old, since I was more on-the-ball about his checkup last year. So I called the doctor's office to see if I could change the appointment from November to something more reasonable.
Well, she offered me another appointment next Tuesday -- at, you guessed it, 1:30. ARGH!!!!
Foolishly, I took it. But now I'm kicking myself. What the hell am I supposed to do? Seriously I am thinking of just moving us to another doctor. I'm pretty sure that's an overreaction -- although I'm also annoyed because they said (back in August) that they'd call me back about whether it's okay that Ruthie missed her 15-month checkup, and then they never called me back. To reiterate: ARGH.
3. Speaking of doctors I am annoyed with, I got a form letter from the gastroenterologist I saw last month. It basically went, "All your test results were normal, please continue to take your medication, kthxbai." First of all, I'm not taking any damn medication (unless you count my thyroid supplement, which I don't think counts because this dr didn't prescribe it) and second of all, what about my "episodes"? You remember those? The whole reason I came to see you in the first place, Doctor Can't Be Bothered To Write A Real Letter???? At the least he could have said, like, "let me know if you have another episode," or "I think that continuing to watch your fat intake is the best course of action" or some such. But no, all I get is an inaccurate form letter. Grrrrrr.
4. On a more trivial note, I got an email at my fanfic email address. As background, I have not written fanfic in MANY years. I still keep all my stuff up on my fanfic website, for the enjoyment of whoever might care to peruse it; but I don't write it any more. There are a couple of stories in my Xena fanfic series that are unfinished, and most likely will remain that way forever.
So I get this email, which is basically like this: "I've written you a zillion times asking whether you're going to finish your Xena fanfic, and you never reply. My emails haven't bounced back to me, so I can only assume you've received them and are choosing not to reply. So I'm giving you one last chance. Are you going to finish the story or not, you horrible bitch?" I slightly exaggerate the language/tone ;) but that was essentially the content. Wow. I've been out of the fanfic world for so long, I totally forgot how obnoxious readers can become in their entitlement!
Anyway, I sent him/her back a semi-snarky reply in which I basically said, no, I'm not going to finish the stories, and excuse the hell out of me if I have other things to do besides reply to emails about fanfics I haven't touched in like eight years. :P
5. The director of Isaac's preschool, "J", is opening up a toddler room downstairs in the same building as the preschool, and said she would hold a space for Ruthie if I so desire. Siiiigh. If this had happened six weeks ago or so, I would have been ecstatic; but now I've invested so much (emotionally etc.) in Ruthie's new daycare, it just doesn't feel right to move her so soon. Not even if it would mean saving $400 a month (ouch) and the greatly simplified logistics of having both kids at the same place. I'm still kind of debating it -- I told "J" that I'd let her know by Monday -- but I'm about 95% sure that I'm going to turn it down. sigh.
6. One of the other moms at the preschool invited us to her kid's birthday party...this Friday (tomorrow) at 5pm. What a ridiculous time for a party! This mom, who has in the past shown herself to be fairly flaky (don't get me started), neglected to put her address on the invitations, and when I left her a message saying we probably couldn't get there until 6pm and asking whether she could maybe pick up Isaac from preschool when she picks up her kid, so that Isaac won't miss half the party -- she left me a message in response saying that she was sorry that the party interferes with "the holiday" (meaning Rosh Hashanah, presumably) but that I should let her know whether we can come or not. Umm, my issues with the timing of your party have NOTHING to do with the holiday, you freak!! It's to do with the fact that I have to work until 5pm and then have two kids to pick up! I know she's a working mom herself, how can she not understand this stuff? WTF. I am really annoyed. I'm annoyed with myself because I mentioned the party to Isaac and now he wants to go. If I had just kept my mouth shut, we could have just skipped it. ARGH.
OK, I am cranky today, so sue me. Go back up to the top and read #1 again.
In cheerier news, Ruthie has finally started saying "mama"! About damn time, yeesh. ;)
