Every time I sit down to blog something happens.
I was all ready to tell you about my trip to the lake but I wasn't what I expected. Although I still had a great time it wasn't relaxing and I ended up feeling attacked by my husband's family and my husband. I left with a feeling that he and myself can criticize my family all the live long day, when I say something about his family I am all of a sudden to sensitive and take everything go heart. My husband and his family have had problems with high blood pressure and even with the urging from my self and his family he has yet to find a doctor. I am not completely out of the dog house, he has asked me ONCE to set him up online so he can find one. But that was once at like 10pm and nothing else happened. Well we get to the mountains and his parents immediately start in on him and say something about his dad having diabetes. We were shocked. They found out shortly after they visited us in March. When husband asked why he wasn't informed.... "Jennifer sent Katy and email...." say what!?!? I never received an email. To make matters worse they (mil and sil) didn't inquire with me further they just thought I ignored them and the situation. I finally said your 26 year old son is grown and he didn't have to hold my hand and find a gyno for me when I needed to change doctors. They kept in on him and me, and to be honest I felt like they thought I was holding him hostage or something. I am over it now because fact of the matter is like I said he is almost 27 and knows what he needs to do and I tired of fighting his "oh well do it later " attitude.
I was ready to tell you that I had a breakdown at work. People were running their mouths for me doing the job I was asked to do by my supervisor. I laughed at the idea of being on the "shit list", really I could care less. It was when one office troll stared to gather what she thought was evidence against me. I.lost.my.shit. So I beat her to the punch and in a fit of rage, blacked out and called a meeting with my boss. I never talk to him seriously about issues I am having with people or situations, but I had had enough. Then it went around my department that I had talked to my supervisor and all of a sudden I had blown it way out of proportion. Said the person that told the departmental gossiper that I was on this so called shit list to begin with. I am not stupid she was mad because I named her and the troll. I didn't want to name names but my supervisor doesn't play games. So it was blown way out proportion because she actually had to work and not have her morning hour long convo with her friend. I mean we are all guilty of talking while not on break but that doesn't mean you are on a shit list. Then to top that off my boss happened to walk by as I was cleaning out my desktop and saw my resume. Total fail.
Then mother in law fell and fractured her first lumbar vertebra. Husband left immediately to go to NC I felt so helpless. I wanted to be there for my family but couldn't. She is fine now, didn't have to have surgery and is back in AL now.
I had such high hopes for this weekend, not only is it my second favorite holiday but i got to take an extra day.... Or so I thought.
Thursday on my way in to work I get a call from my dad and my grandma is back in the hospital. She got an infection so bad she incision from her ankle replacement reopened. She has had 2 surgeries since and will be transferred to a home for 3-6 weeks... It's going to be rough. We are trying to keep her spirits up but she is a stubborn old bitty! She made the right choice though to go go the facility.
And the cherry on top? I have strep. Omg it is gross. My tonsils look like a slasher movie. And I am in my two week wait (the time between ovulation and your period) the good news is I haven't been stressing with the question am I pregnant or not? I have been trying to just get better.
I am hoping, no I am going to make the rest of this month awesome. I turn 25 in a couple weeks, a family reunion next weekend, and husband and I's together anniversary is at the end of the month... 8 years... Wow.
I know this is a novel and I promise to just blog regularly and not hit you with almost a month of pent up blog posts.
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