Blargh
Why am I so jumpy and stressed. Was doing absolutely great, totally lost in my work, until calls started coming in from home - a whole checklist of shit I have to set up and check on and fix, and asking for help results in things like "Kelsey, we're out of dishwashing soap, get some today please" "Hmm, I bought antibacterial hand soap, will that work?" Yes, apparently understanding that the whole concept of buying soap in the HEALTH AND BEAUTY AISLE instead of the CLEANING AISLE did not strike her as STRANGE, because WHY WOULD WE THINK, especially WHEN WE WORK IN THE DAMN GROCERY STORE, and GUESS WHAT!!!! we're STILL OUT OF FUCKING DISHWASHING LIQUID.
The Audi needs work, all brakes need to be done, the front ball and chain thingies have to be replaced (yes, that's not what they're called, ask me if I give a shit) and god knows what else they will find when I bring it in, just the rear brakes and the front axle arms is $1500, and that was a quote from before the front brakes started bitching. AND I have to find a time to get it there and get it done. Waiting to see if my brother can do the brakes and save me that money...maybe Saturday.
Buddy needs to be seen - both for his teeth cleaning, and for his rear leg, which is bugging him enough to have him limp badly and whimper if you pick him up funny (but not enough to stop him from running all over the place, going up and down stairs, jumping for treats, even when I try to stop him). Let's see when I can fit THAT in.
Oh and let's see, we need a damn dumpster because the house is full of crap that has been there since we moved in, and it's nasty and I hate it, but I haven't had time to shop around for THAT either, because when I get to work I'm immediately immersed (and calm. And relaxed. and motivated. and distracted enough to forget that I have to do all that shit).
Seriously, how the hell can I never have time to myself, yet at the same time be ALL alone all the time?
I realized yesterday that in a way I'm looking forward to a night in the hospital in September, because then someone HAS to take care of me, even if it's their job, I'll be able to lie down and not think about a damn thing and have people want to make sure I'm ok. Hah.
The Audi needs work, all brakes need to be done, the front ball and chain thingies have to be replaced (yes, that's not what they're called, ask me if I give a shit) and god knows what else they will find when I bring it in, just the rear brakes and the front axle arms is $1500, and that was a quote from before the front brakes started bitching. AND I have to find a time to get it there and get it done. Waiting to see if my brother can do the brakes and save me that money...maybe Saturday.
Buddy needs to be seen - both for his teeth cleaning, and for his rear leg, which is bugging him enough to have him limp badly and whimper if you pick him up funny (but not enough to stop him from running all over the place, going up and down stairs, jumping for treats, even when I try to stop him). Let's see when I can fit THAT in.
Oh and let's see, we need a damn dumpster because the house is full of crap that has been there since we moved in, and it's nasty and I hate it, but I haven't had time to shop around for THAT either, because when I get to work I'm immediately immersed (and calm. And relaxed. and motivated. and distracted enough to forget that I have to do all that shit).
Seriously, how the hell can I never have time to myself, yet at the same time be ALL alone all the time?
I realized yesterday that in a way I'm looking forward to a night in the hospital in September, because then someone HAS to take care of me, even if it's their job, I'll be able to lie down and not think about a damn thing and have people want to make sure I'm ok. Hah.