Overtime

Jan 24, 2006 13:30

So two weeks ago I spent the whole week working 10 hour days to help the dept. get caught up. And this week I am going to work an hour overtime every morning, to get us caught up.

We're still not caught up. Ha Ha... I feel like I'm putting all this work in for nothing. I mean, I know it's helping, it just doesn't feel like it.
Right now I'm on the phone with my Gramma and she's reading a card that my Mother sent to her... I apparently "have to give her a chance." Yeah right. I'm sorry, but I don't have to give that woman the time of day..

My Gramma has heart problems... I am worried. She has to have a whole bunch of tests done. And now I'm going to have to start helping her with housework every two weeks. She's so freaking anal.. Why do you have to dust that often? It just so pointless here in Arizona. Dust will collect. There is no need to clean that meticulously every two weeks. Maybe every 3.. I guess i shouldn't be griping. I need to learn how to clean anyways. I'm not a very good housewife. I never thought I would be...

I am scared to loose her. She's all I've ever known as a Mother...
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