My Own Little Pity Party... enter at your own risk
Why do I feel sorry for myself right now:
Let's start with the phone call i just had to field and deal with within my great family matrix. AJ is the lady hired to stay with my 92 year old grandma during the day, and has been doing so for well over a year. My grandmother, who helped raise me, still lives in the house where I had a bedroom, and I lived next store for eight years helping her with my grandfather who died about 5 years ago. (I miss him very much)
AJ calls at her wits end. Grandma, who has been diagnosed with a form of demensia, has been giving her a fit for the last three days, and AJ is just looking for someone to relieve her her for the day. She is in tears, and I can hear Gma in the backgrownd hollaring at her, though i can not quite make out what she is saying. AJ assures me that she won't leave Gma alone, but if she does not get some help soon, she is ready to quit.
Great! I can not handle Gma when she is like this, only Mom or Debbie can... sooooo... i offer to ring my sister's house where Mom has been all morning watching my niece. She agrees to go by there, but I know she can not stay, so I ring AJ back to let her know that support is on the way, but can not stay. I can not go over because I have to teach in couple of hours, and I have to take Cwy to the vet... a whole 'nother stresser which we will cry over shortly, just hang in there with me.
Since Mom is always a little late on Wednesday's to the shop, Dad opens it till she gets there. She is not aware that she is walking into AJ about to quit, and she dreads asking Dad to stay, as it is a sore spot with him sometimes. I rang Dad to give him the heads up so he could get used to the idea of staying at the shop till i get there at 4pm. He took it well, and I told him what I knew of AJ and Gma... so I think he will be the understanding man that I know he can be when she rings.
Now, on to the other reason I can not go. I am heading to the vet with Cwy. He is a lot of pain, and his back leg keeps buckeling... it has been doing a lot more these days, and he groans in discomfort a lot more. Then he has had a couple of siezure type fits, and I think one was a stroke. Now his body has a bit of a curve to the right. It breaks my heart. Soooo... we shall see what the vet says.
And the last thing is this... I told my family that i wanted to go to my nieces kindergarten graduation. I told them this a long time ago, and i said that we would have to reschedule classes. I was thinking it was next week, and low and behold, it is this week. Guess who is going to stay and teach all the classes? Me!!!! Woohoo!!!! I am soooooo pissed! It is not fair! I stay and teach while they go to the graduation! I am not a happy person... i really wanted to be there, instead, I am the aunt that never makes it to anything. This sucks.
Ok... so there you have it... poor me! Poor me! Poor me!
Let's start with the phone call i just had to field and deal with within my great family matrix. AJ is the lady hired to stay with my 92 year old grandma during the day, and has been doing so for well over a year. My grandmother, who helped raise me, still lives in the house where I had a bedroom, and I lived next store for eight years helping her with my grandfather who died about 5 years ago. (I miss him very much)
AJ calls at her wits end. Grandma, who has been diagnosed with a form of demensia, has been giving her a fit for the last three days, and AJ is just looking for someone to relieve her her for the day. She is in tears, and I can hear Gma in the backgrownd hollaring at her, though i can not quite make out what she is saying. AJ assures me that she won't leave Gma alone, but if she does not get some help soon, she is ready to quit.
Great! I can not handle Gma when she is like this, only Mom or Debbie can... sooooo... i offer to ring my sister's house where Mom has been all morning watching my niece. She agrees to go by there, but I know she can not stay, so I ring AJ back to let her know that support is on the way, but can not stay. I can not go over because I have to teach in couple of hours, and I have to take Cwy to the vet... a whole 'nother stresser which we will cry over shortly, just hang in there with me.
Since Mom is always a little late on Wednesday's to the shop, Dad opens it till she gets there. She is not aware that she is walking into AJ about to quit, and she dreads asking Dad to stay, as it is a sore spot with him sometimes. I rang Dad to give him the heads up so he could get used to the idea of staying at the shop till i get there at 4pm. He took it well, and I told him what I knew of AJ and Gma... so I think he will be the understanding man that I know he can be when she rings.
Now, on to the other reason I can not go. I am heading to the vet with Cwy. He is a lot of pain, and his back leg keeps buckeling... it has been doing a lot more these days, and he groans in discomfort a lot more. Then he has had a couple of siezure type fits, and I think one was a stroke. Now his body has a bit of a curve to the right. It breaks my heart. Soooo... we shall see what the vet says.
And the last thing is this... I told my family that i wanted to go to my nieces kindergarten graduation. I told them this a long time ago, and i said that we would have to reschedule classes. I was thinking it was next week, and low and behold, it is this week. Guess who is going to stay and teach all the classes? Me!!!! Woohoo!!!! I am soooooo pissed! It is not fair! I stay and teach while they go to the graduation! I am not a happy person... i really wanted to be there, instead, I am the aunt that never makes it to anything. This sucks.
Ok... so there you have it... poor me! Poor me! Poor me!