Ill start DH is once again nominated for TW. If this weekend wasn't bad enough...he decided to get back on fb to help sell his motorcycle. I knew DH was a bit of a whore when he was younger, so that I knew and most his friends were damsels in distress. So I asked if while he was clearing out his friends list if he took care of everyone. And he goes, I don't think anyone I slept with is left on except maybe so-and-so. Uh, say what? The girl you wanted to be in your wedding party? One I was going to go out of my way to get to the wedding? The one you were "room mates" with and didn't date because you tried but it didn't work? And who's ta-tas have been in porn and you still wear the shirt from the university she works at? Ya, that was NEVER disclosed to me. Then brings up the reminder that the night before our wedding he sent a video of him singing to her ending with "I love you". So, F him. I slept on the couch because I was upset with him and he just want to touch me, what part of me moving away wasn't giving him the idea that I was done interacting for the night, and he wouldn't stop snoring so I got up and left and sleep was glorious.
My next door neighbor. I haven't had a reason to be mad at her in awhile, but I had a dream about her last night that brought back all my feelings of bitterness.
We used to be friends when we first moved to the neighborhood. But it got to the point where every time I was home from work or school she would come over with her kids, or ask me to watch her kids or pick her daughter up from school. It was fine for a little while but then it got to the point where I had my husband clean out the garage just so I could park in there and she wouldn't know I was home. And I wouldn't let my dogs out to pee because roughly 3 minutes after I let them out my doorbell would ring. I would tell her I needed to study before class and she would be like "okay, we'll be quiet." But then not.
The last straw for me was while I was heavily pregnant with my first. I had been working 60 hour weeks and hadn't had a day off in forever. Finally I got one and was relishing the opportunity to sleep in. But my doorbell rang at 8 in the morning. I ignored it but I couldn't go back to sleep at that point. Minutes later I get a text from the neighbor saying her daughter was wanting to come over. I replied and said "sorry, I was asleep." Hints were not taken. Soon my doorbell was ringing again and I'm really bad at confrontation so I just decided I was going to have fake plans to leave my house. I answer the door in my pajamas, sleep in my eyes, hair awry. The whole fam is at the door and the mom has the nerve to tell me I made her daughter cry when I didn't answer the first time. I just glared at her. I told her I wasn't going to be there much longer because I was meeting another friend for breakfast and I left to start getting ready. They followed me and watched. The daughter got my rabbit out and scared the piss out of him - literally, all over my bed. So then I'm stripping sheets, and the mom isn't even apologizing or trying to help. Finally I herded them out the door so I could go...have breakfast by myself somewhere. After that I stayed busy, stopped answering the door, and stopped replying to texts.
Shortly after she got a divorce and had to go back to work, and we mostly just wave occasionally to each other now. Part of me feels really bad that I abandoned her at the same time as her husband, and that I didn't just explain to her that I needed space. But the other part of me feels freedom and relief that I don't have to be a prisoner in my own home anymore.
In my dream I had picked up dinner that I was supposed to be having with a friend. My husband had taken our daughter out so I could have a night in. And as I'm bringing the food in from the car, my neighbor and her kids follow me in the door and start making plates for themselves. Every time I try to text my friend or husband, the daughter is standing over my shoulder going "whatcha doin?" It wasn't that far off from reality.
Sorry for the novel, the dream just resurfaced a lot of feelings I needed to let out.
I am just going to go on record to say that every week until I get my office back my TW will be my coworkers. One means well, so I can almost tolerate her but today I have to finish a super complicated report that could come back to haunt me if I am not careful so I need to concentrate. She's sitting next to me huffing and puffing bc she can't figure out the new windows, interrupting me every two seconds, and making a ton of personal calls. I. Can't. Focus.
DH definitely. Maybe the dog. Our german Shepherd decided to sleep in bed with us last night. No biggie. We have a king sized bed and she normally sleeps at the end and we don't even realize she's there. But last night DH let her sleep beside him and he squished me while jabbing his elbow into my side all night. Eye roll.
Got up at 7:30 with DD, couldn't find dogs collar bc DH took it off last night (we have an electric fence). He couldn't remember where it was, & while looking I stepped in dog poop because DH didn't lock the baby gate to keep the dog in the bedroom. (For some reason the dog won't poop in our room). All the while DD is crying because she just wants to be loved when she gets up.
Rough morning. I blame pregnancy hormones. But still think DH is a TW.
My boss keeps throwing incredibly stressful work at me with ridiculous deadlines. Every morning I just get so stressed out, take a walk, and handle it. But come on. This kind of work just happened all of a sudden within the last two weeks. Ya know. When all my problems started. Wah.
@jess0211 I think of you every time my coworkers annoy the hell out of me. I don't have a door, so I can't escape, but I'm lucky the girl I share an office with isn't half bad. Still have crappy coworkers nearby though. It sucks. Like a constant gray cloud of "ugh". But I AM grateful we aren't all sharing a temporary office. Someone would probably get hurt.
My TW is morning in general. I don't want to wake up and start my day. I want to leisurely wake up and watch TV in my bed until I feel like putting pants on.
My TW is this 22 year old girl I work with. I follow her on Snapchat and last night she puts up all these videos at 3 am of her drunk ranting about almost being arrested when her and her friend got kicked out of a club. Then it's her ranting while freaking driving. Then shows them at home, next video she's driving again in regular clothes at 4 am and shows her egging (what looks like) a police car. How immature and STUPID can you be?
Yes!! I've been up till midnight the last two nights working, and this morning I just desperately want to sleep. Only upside is that with the dreary weather here, even the dog let me sleep till 6am today. A whole extra hour! Wahoo!
But seriously. These projects are not emergencies.
My 4 yr old is my TW today. He is firmly in the 'why' stage and asks why to everything, even when it doesn't make sense to ask why or when I've already answered and he knows why. Me: It's going to be hot today, you can wear shorts.
DS1: Why is it going to be hot today? Me: Because that's what the weather is today. DS1: Why is there weather today? Me: Child, stop asking questions and get dressed. DS1: Why are we having a bad day today? Me: Because you aren't listening, get dressed. DS1: Mommy, I'm sad because your mad.
My TW is DH and his man cold, that he was kind enough to share with me. I'm growing a person and dealing with my runny nose/sore throat but asking you to help with DD is too much for him. Gah, man colds are the worst.
And my coworkers. I work in water quality and they are taking all the field time and leaving me the paperwork because I am pregnant. I am part of the team and my Drs have not restricted my work, so they can do their own paperwork and let me get outside!
Oh man, so many hard boiled egg people! I'm jealous you like them because yeah, healthy. But that smell!!! My friend's ex used to eat them in college at our dining hall and I'd always be like OMG WHO FARTED.
TW to this whole week. Burned myself making breakfast, preggo brain is making studying impossible and my final exam is tomorrow and Thursday. Which I'm probably going to fail, and I just spent 20 minutes crying about it because it makes me feel so stupid.
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...And my coworkers. I work in water quality and they are taking all the field time and leaving me the paperwork because I am pregnant. I am part of the team and my Drs have not restricted my work, so they can do their own paperwork and let me get outside!
Oh man, so many hard boiled egg people! I'm jealous you like them because yeah, healthy. But that smell!!! My friend's ex used to eat them in college at our dining hall and I'd always be like OMG WHO FARTED.
I always thought the smelly eggs were overcooked. I make a perfect hard boiled egg.
Oh man, so many hard boiled egg people! I'm jealous you like them because yeah, healthy. But that smell!!! My friend's ex used to eat them in college at our dining hall and I'd always be like OMG WHO FARTED.
I always thought the smelly eggs were overcooked. I make a perfect hard boiled egg.
Same. I've never had smelly eggs unless they were overcooked.
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Guys. I'm not sure I can do this while fostering thing. My TW today is definitely FD mom. She got a 7 hour visit with her today and she returned her reeking of cigarettes, unrested, late, hungry, Wth a full diaper and a mysterious rash all over her chest. Also the worker called today to say that starting next week they will have MORE visits and they will be longer. Just not sure I can emotionally handle watching her come home in bad condition KNOWING that's how she will be permanently living. Please tell me I'm doing the right thing.
@bcashaw you can do it because you care so much about that little girl. I can't imagine how difficult it must be to see her go from your care to someone else's less than stellar care but you are for sure doing the right thing.
@bcashaw I'm so sorry you're dealing with that. You are definitely doing the right thing, and it's terrible that some people are so negligent in their treatment of children. You're so strong for getting through this.
Re: TW Tuesday-June 6
And he goes, I don't think anyone I slept with is left on except maybe so-and-so. Uh, say what? The girl you wanted to be in your wedding party? One I was going to go out of my way to get to the wedding? The one you were "room mates" with and didn't date because you tried but it didn't work? And who's ta-tas have been in porn and you still wear the shirt from the university she works at? Ya, that was NEVER disclosed to me. Then brings up the reminder that the night before our wedding he sent a video of him singing to her ending with "I love you". So, F him.
I slept on the couch because I was upset with him and he just want to touch me, what part of me moving away wasn't giving him the idea that I was done interacting for the night, and he wouldn't stop snoring so I got up and left and sleep was glorious.
We used to be friends when we first moved to the neighborhood. But it got to the point where every time I was home from work or school she would come over with her kids, or ask me to watch her kids or pick her daughter up from school. It was fine for a little while but then it got to the point where I had my husband clean out the garage just so I could park in there and she wouldn't know I was home. And I wouldn't let my dogs out to pee because roughly 3 minutes after I let them out my doorbell would ring. I would tell her I needed to study before class and she would be like "okay, we'll be quiet." But then not.
The last straw for me was while I was heavily pregnant with my first. I had been working 60 hour weeks and hadn't had a day off in forever. Finally I got one and was relishing the opportunity to sleep in. But my doorbell rang at 8 in the morning. I ignored it but I couldn't go back to sleep at that point. Minutes later I get a text from the neighbor saying her daughter was wanting to come over. I replied and said "sorry, I was asleep." Hints were not taken. Soon my doorbell was ringing again and I'm really bad at confrontation so I just decided I was going to have fake plans to leave my house. I answer the door in my pajamas, sleep in my eyes, hair awry. The whole fam is at the door and the mom has the nerve to tell me I made her daughter cry when I didn't answer the first time. I just glared at her. I told her I wasn't going to be there much longer because I was meeting another friend for breakfast and I left to start getting ready. They followed me and watched. The daughter got my rabbit out and scared the piss out of him - literally, all over my bed. So then I'm stripping sheets, and the mom isn't even apologizing or trying to help. Finally I herded them out the door so I could go...have breakfast by myself somewhere. After that I stayed busy, stopped answering the door, and stopped replying to texts.
Shortly after she got a divorce and had to go back to work, and we mostly just wave occasionally to each other now. Part of me feels really bad that I abandoned her at the same time as her husband, and that I didn't just explain to her that I needed space. But the other part of me feels freedom and relief that I don't have to be a prisoner in my own home anymore.
In my dream I had picked up dinner that I was supposed to be having with a friend. My husband had taken our daughter out so I could have a night in. And as I'm bringing the food in from the car, my neighbor and her kids follow me in the door and start making plates for themselves. Every time I try to text my friend or husband, the daughter is standing over my shoulder going "whatcha doin?" It wasn't that far off from reality.
Sorry for the novel, the dream just resurfaced a lot of feelings I needed to let out.
Our german Shepherd decided to sleep in bed with us last night. No biggie. We have a king sized bed and she normally sleeps at the end and we don't even realize she's there. But last night DH let her sleep beside him and he squished me while jabbing his elbow into my side all night. Eye roll.
Got up at 7:30 with DD, couldn't find dogs collar bc DH took it off last night (we have an electric fence). He couldn't remember where it was, & while looking I stepped in dog poop because DH didn't lock the baby gate to keep the dog in the bedroom. (For some reason the dog won't poop in our room). All the while DD is crying because she just wants to be loved when she gets up.
Rough morning. I blame pregnancy hormones. But still think DH is a TW.
@jess0211 I think of you every time my coworkers annoy the hell out of me. I don't have a door, so I can't escape, but I'm lucky the girl I share an office with isn't half bad. Still have crappy coworkers nearby though. It sucks. Like a constant gray cloud of "ugh". But I AM grateful we aren't all sharing a temporary office. Someone would probably get hurt.
My TW is morning in general. I don't want to wake up and start my day. I want to leisurely wake up and watch TV in my bed until I feel like putting pants on.
DS1 is 7. DD is 1. DS2 is coming in late April.
DS1 is 7. DD is 1. DS2 is coming in late April.
But seriously. These projects are not emergencies.
Me: It's going to be hot today, you can wear shorts.
DS1: Why is it going to be hot today?
Me: Because that's what the weather is today.
DS1: Why is there weather today?
Me: Child, stop asking questions and get dressed.
DS1: Why are we having a bad day today?
Me: Because you aren't listening, get dressed.
DS1: Mommy, I'm sad because your mad.
Every. Damn. Morning.
And my coworkers. I work in water quality and they are taking all the field time and leaving me the paperwork because I am pregnant. I am part of the team and my Drs have not restricted my work, so they can do their own paperwork and let me get outside!
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Married for two years to my Honeybear and expecting a little Honeybee on our homestead in Belgium.
Married for two years to my Honeybear and expecting a little Honeybee on our homestead in Belgium.
Also the worker called today to say that starting next week they will have MORE visits and they will be longer. Just not sure I can emotionally handle watching her come home in bad condition KNOWING that's how she will be permanently living.
Please tell me I'm doing the right thing.