Aye yi yi
Wow, I'm tired today. I've been working so much and mom has been so sick. I feel as though I've had zero time for myself and am therefore rather cranky and bitter, I think, today. I've never minded working hard, never minded putting in 120%, but today I mind. Today I feel really negative about it. Hell, even with 2 out of 3 kids gone for the better part of two weeks, my husband and I haven't had the time to go have any fun. Grrrrrrrrr.....
My son is going to be part of the color guard doing a flag ceremony at the Giant's game tonight. I'm so bummed because I won't be able to go watch him. The baby is sick. The only time the baby gets sick seems to be when my eldest has something special happening. When he was awarded Scout of the Year, the baby was sick, and now, when he gets to be on the big screen at a Giants game, I'm gonna miss it. Sigh....
The worst part is, it doesn't have to be that way. Mom is the major partner in our business and she can't seem to get it through her stubborn head that she's handicapping the business, herself and me by not bringing someone else in here full time. If she did, all would be good once they were trained, up and running! We could actually take on more and work less (wow, there's a concept!)! She's spent 14 out of the last 24 days in the hospital, been through the ER 3 times and she keeps trying to come back and go full steam. What is it about people that they won't slow down? What drives them to work themselves to death??? I don't get it. Like I said, never been afraid to give 120%, but driving yourself into a grave is just plain nuts....and fruitless, and sad.......life has so much to give. I want to work to live, not live to work.........
Ok...with that lovely philisophical note and my first journal entry made, I'd better get back to work (hmmmm...was that just me ranting a moment ago?). No rest for the wicked........damn, I must've been some bitch in a previous life! ;-)
Is it really only Tuesday?????????
Me
My son is going to be part of the color guard doing a flag ceremony at the Giant's game tonight. I'm so bummed because I won't be able to go watch him. The baby is sick. The only time the baby gets sick seems to be when my eldest has something special happening. When he was awarded Scout of the Year, the baby was sick, and now, when he gets to be on the big screen at a Giants game, I'm gonna miss it. Sigh....
The worst part is, it doesn't have to be that way. Mom is the major partner in our business and she can't seem to get it through her stubborn head that she's handicapping the business, herself and me by not bringing someone else in here full time. If she did, all would be good once they were trained, up and running! We could actually take on more and work less (wow, there's a concept!)! She's spent 14 out of the last 24 days in the hospital, been through the ER 3 times and she keeps trying to come back and go full steam. What is it about people that they won't slow down? What drives them to work themselves to death??? I don't get it. Like I said, never been afraid to give 120%, but driving yourself into a grave is just plain nuts....and fruitless, and sad.......life has so much to give. I want to work to live, not live to work.........
Ok...with that lovely philisophical note and my first journal entry made, I'd better get back to work (hmmmm...was that just me ranting a moment ago?). No rest for the wicked........damn, I must've been some bitch in a previous life! ;-)
Is it really only Tuesday?????????
Me