A weekend and something of a plan
So. Last week was pretty rough.
I'm fighting with my ex over custody again (this time, I'm going back to what we agreed to in writing at court, since the verbal agreement morphed into 'whatever my ex says we said'). Anyone who's been following my personal life posts could have predicted that. He's a gas-lighter, deceitful and never above 'remembering things differently' if it's to his advantage. So now that the attorney-brokered holiday schedule is over, I'm going back to the written arrangements from last year. These are a big burden on my ex, who is very angry about this. I'm very sorry for my kids. I'm kind of sorry for myself. I had more bad dreams last night, waking myself at 3:30 to escape a dream where there was five or six strangers in my garage who wouldn't leave even though I menaced them with a baseball bat (and I even hit a few of them, but that just seemed to make them angry, so I ended the dream).
I had two days off work - Tuesday and Thursday. Tuesday was largely spent running errands, but I managed to squeeze in writing a Chaos Theory entry. Thursday was spent sleeping in and assembling paperwork for next week's divorce mediation meeting. My goal for the mediation meeting is to get out of it without having a panic attack or near-breakdown like at the last one in August. Hopefully I'm stronger now.
My work was really hectic this week, as many of our customers have their fiscal year coincide with the calendar year, and their planning period is now concluded. So they are moving full steam ahead on scheduling new orders, and of course they want their motors ASAP. Sometimes I can shake my head and say, "That's just not possible," but this week three different customers started waving money around for expedite fees and when that happens ... well, we work for money. We start jumping through hoops and seeing what we can do to earn the bonus. I had five days of work to do and only three days to do it in. (plus losing time on Friday due to my ex trying to pick the kids up from school when he wasn't supposed to, and the many phone calls and stressing that entailed).
There was no sleeping in this morning. My daughter, 5, woke me with pleas for breakfast, so up I got. Pancakes were a big hit. I put cinnamon on them and my son said it was the best breakfast he'd ever had. :) Nice little ego boost there! Made it totally worth losing sleep. Then I spent the rest of the morning surfing the net and reading feminist stuff and some current news. At this point, half the day is gone and I need to start thinking about what I want to do with the rest of my time. My friend who runs the D&D game is in the hospital for a mystery illness, so no game tonight.
I want to:
So now I have a plan. :)
I'm fighting with my ex over custody again (this time, I'm going back to what we agreed to in writing at court, since the verbal agreement morphed into 'whatever my ex says we said'). Anyone who's been following my personal life posts could have predicted that. He's a gas-lighter, deceitful and never above 'remembering things differently' if it's to his advantage. So now that the attorney-brokered holiday schedule is over, I'm going back to the written arrangements from last year. These are a big burden on my ex, who is very angry about this. I'm very sorry for my kids. I'm kind of sorry for myself. I had more bad dreams last night, waking myself at 3:30 to escape a dream where there was five or six strangers in my garage who wouldn't leave even though I menaced them with a baseball bat (and I even hit a few of them, but that just seemed to make them angry, so I ended the dream).
I had two days off work - Tuesday and Thursday. Tuesday was largely spent running errands, but I managed to squeeze in writing a Chaos Theory entry. Thursday was spent sleeping in and assembling paperwork for next week's divorce mediation meeting. My goal for the mediation meeting is to get out of it without having a panic attack or near-breakdown like at the last one in August. Hopefully I'm stronger now.
My work was really hectic this week, as many of our customers have their fiscal year coincide with the calendar year, and their planning period is now concluded. So they are moving full steam ahead on scheduling new orders, and of course they want their motors ASAP. Sometimes I can shake my head and say, "That's just not possible," but this week three different customers started waving money around for expedite fees and when that happens ... well, we work for money. We start jumping through hoops and seeing what we can do to earn the bonus. I had five days of work to do and only three days to do it in. (plus losing time on Friday due to my ex trying to pick the kids up from school when he wasn't supposed to, and the many phone calls and stressing that entailed).
There was no sleeping in this morning. My daughter, 5, woke me with pleas for breakfast, so up I got. Pancakes were a big hit. I put cinnamon on them and my son said it was the best breakfast he'd ever had. :) Nice little ego boost there! Made it totally worth losing sleep. Then I spent the rest of the morning surfing the net and reading feminist stuff and some current news. At this point, half the day is gone and I need to start thinking about what I want to do with the rest of my time. My friend who runs the D&D game is in the hospital for a mystery illness, so no game tonight.
I want to:
- Take my son out to spend his Christmas money.
- Write a rough draft of my Maya missing scene fic. I had a good idea for it earlier this week after watching Villains and Eris Quod Sum, but I didn't have a chance to write it up.
- Revise Things Unsaid and publish it.
- Make some cinnamon bread.
- Cook that roast, which is currently in the crock pot.
- Rewatch that Heroes ep on Sunday evening
- Maybe watch Dark Crystal tonight with the kids (or at least with my daughter - my son's seen it and I think he'd prefer to play Minecraft than watch it again).
So now I have a plan. :)