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I’m honestly worn out.
It has been stressful at work. I get one job done and four more pile into my lap. I honestly cannot wait for Halloween to be over. The job is fulfilling and I do love it, but it’s everything else along with it that makes life hard right now. I am working between 8 and 10 hours a day. Which, considering what one of the IT guys works, is really nothing.
But, I come home, and my husband tells me the house needs cleaning. Great. It was immaculate on Saturday . . . I haven’t been home . . . so what the hell? I do pick up here and there, but damn. I can’t be on constant damage control right now. Of course one, if not both, of the boys are still awake when I get home at 10:30, which means that they really haven’t been put to bed. At least they are fed, but I just wanna be left alone when I get home.
I wake up a little late this morning, which means the boys and I are on the fly to get them to school on time, only to realize my husband hasn’t been to the grocery store at all, which means no lunches for the boys. So, I take the boys to school, run to the store, get stuff for their lunches, go back to school and drop it off.
Business calls are piling up–apparently I am the only one who knows how to answer the phone, even though he bitches when the phone isn’t picked up. Really? You mean that constant ringing doesn’t indicate to you, dear husband, that someone wants something? What it means to him is that I need to call somebody back. I played phone tag with somebody last week only to have them tell me that they went somewhere else once I got a hold of them, but that isn’t an indicator of anything but that I need to be more accessible.
ARGH! How? I can’t be everything to everyone all at once, yet he seems to think that I should be. He has decided that he does enough. I mean, he works two jobs–what the hell do I do? Oh, dear reader, I’m not kidding.
It doesn’t help that I haven’t had my meds in three days because the pharmacy, my doctor, and the insurance company are having a pissing contest over whether or not I actually need said medication. Well, why would my doc prescribe it if I didn’t? HMO just doesn’t want to pay it, and in the meantime I am STRESSED!!!!!!
So, today I got home from taking the boys to school, getting them lunch, did dishes, and returned all the phone calls I had. What did he do? Oh, he woke up and went to work.
Must be nice. I’m exhausted, and it’s only ten.
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