PMS was easier when I was 20.
It was a crappy day. Just those things that SEEM big when you are ragingly premenstrual.
I opened my email at work to find that I had blown a deadline. I don’t know how important it actually was (it was for a draft of a draft…) but it was still a deadline. I really have no idea how it didn’t even MAKE my radar to slip off it…THAT may be the worst part about it—aside from looking like an ass.
Then I spent 2 hours wasting my time learning about my EEO rights—online with a few morons that didn’t get that this was a “this is just training, contact the appropriate people if you have specific situations to ask about” thing.
It was the last day for the woman I have the most in common with in my new office. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy here (unlike the previous office…) but she is great! I’ll really miss her. Good Luck, Sherolyn!!!
I had to do business with a company owner I don’t like—and I had to be professional about it. He signed the agreement this time and was cordial, even.
I miss being spiritual. The ceremony of Christianity, Wicca, whatever…I just DOUBT everything. I have no faith.
Well, this one may be big…
And the most disturbing of all: I realized I'm not looking forward to seeing the Hubster at the end of the day today. I don’t know when it went away. I have a few ideas why. He seems to dismiss them when I bring them up. It’s gotten so that I can’t bring them up because then I’m the bitch who can’t let things go—and therefore to blame…but there has been no resolution. It’s obviously affecting things. If it weren’t for the kids, I suspect I’d work late a lot.
AND, while I like that the Teenager is involved with a sport, and doesn’t have time for the thug friends he HAD been hanging with…I REALLY don’t love spending an hour with unitard-wearing teens—to watch my kid for like 3 mins! Yup, wrestling. I always said he’d be my opposite, but I predicted football.
I opened my email at work to find that I had blown a deadline. I don’t know how important it actually was (it was for a draft of a draft…) but it was still a deadline. I really have no idea how it didn’t even MAKE my radar to slip off it…THAT may be the worst part about it—aside from looking like an ass.
Then I spent 2 hours wasting my time learning about my EEO rights—online with a few morons that didn’t get that this was a “this is just training, contact the appropriate people if you have specific situations to ask about” thing.
It was the last day for the woman I have the most in common with in my new office. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy here (unlike the previous office…) but she is great! I’ll really miss her. Good Luck, Sherolyn!!!
I had to do business with a company owner I don’t like—and I had to be professional about it. He signed the agreement this time and was cordial, even.
I miss being spiritual. The ceremony of Christianity, Wicca, whatever…I just DOUBT everything. I have no faith.
Well, this one may be big…
And the most disturbing of all: I realized I'm not looking forward to seeing the Hubster at the end of the day today. I don’t know when it went away. I have a few ideas why. He seems to dismiss them when I bring them up. It’s gotten so that I can’t bring them up because then I’m the bitch who can’t let things go—and therefore to blame…but there has been no resolution. It’s obviously affecting things. If it weren’t for the kids, I suspect I’d work late a lot.
AND, while I like that the Teenager is involved with a sport, and doesn’t have time for the thug friends he HAD been hanging with…I REALLY don’t love spending an hour with unitard-wearing teens—to watch my kid for like 3 mins! Yup, wrestling. I always said he’d be my opposite, but I predicted football.
posted by Madzillah at 6:39 AM
1 Comments:
Hey girl, no two people can be closer than duct tape to Red Green every second of every day of every year. You and hub have been together for a long time. It's normal to go through times when one or the other of you is "disconnected"- like it appears he is right now.
If the love is real, just keep on loving him and give him some space for a while.
I even send mine to the UP to get bombed with his pals every couple years. He lets me run to see the eldest or visit a pal out of state once in a while. It refreshes your view point.
The comforts of a loving home and a loving mate are a big drawing card - but you have to be gone to miss them.
Park the kids with a friend and both of you take a weekend to run off from everything...I'll take the puppy! LOL!
Or just send him out to fish or whatever he does for fun for a few days. Or dye his hair green and spike it while he's asleep for that "youthful' look. Maybe it will take the edge off.
You don't have to greet him at the door in nothing but your earrings or get a copy of the Karma Sutra but see if breaking routine things up for a little fun helps.
If nothing else get a buzz and jam on some tunes from long ago.
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