Thursday, April 3, 2008

T.G.I.F. No, S.H.I.T.

I was trying to think of a post title and I came up with T.G.I.F., which it's not yet. And that reminded me of that old joke when someone says "T.G.I.F.!!" and someone else says "S.H.I.T. (Sorry, Hon, It's Thursday). Anyhoo. It's almost Friday and thank God for that.

It's been one of those weeks. I had my mid-week rant, which did me a world of good, let me tell you. I woke on Wednesday with a new attitude (and unfortunately that song kept running through my head all day). Mr. Daddy noticed and commented "Boy, you sure are chipper today."

"Yes, yes I am. I'm going to be so chipper today it's going to make you puke."

But today, today was...well, not good.

This has been one of those weeks where I feel like I should have "Screaming Fishwife" hanging in a bubble over my head. Or "Harridan" tattooed on my forehead. Everything just ticks me off. This morning I realized that my stylist had completely cut my hair WRONG and had in fact ruined the two months worth of "growing out" that I thought we were doing. Grrrr....

I have been so super busy at work. We've got several events coming up and I have been given new responsibilities for all of them, on top of my old responsibilities of which there were a lot. Add to that the fact that our new commute gets me AND Mr. Daddy home a lot later than we used to and you've created your basic pressure cooker. Everything just feels so rushed. It's almost like we have to get up from the dinner table and put the kids to bed. I could let them stay up a little later, but my kids have always gone to bed early and I think they are more pleasant to be around when they get the right amount of sleep. And call me crazy, but I prefer to be around pleasant kids (pleasant being a relative term at best, however).

I haven't blogged as regularly and I haven't been reading blogs, which is just another thing stressing me out. And why do I do this to myself? Why do I let it stress me out so? I want to read your blogs AND comment, but it just seems like there aren't enough hours in the day.

This weekend should provide some welcome relief. We don't' have any major plans. On Saturday we're going to a folklife festival that should be interesting. Good music. Crafts. Hopefully some sunshine. One of my co-workers will be demonstrating how to make pottery on a foot-turned wheel.

Ooh, maybe there will be funnel cakes. A girl can dream.

11 comments:

Tootsie Farklepants said...

Well, goddammit if funnel cakes don't cheer you up then there's just no doin' it.

Does it stress you out even more if I say that I miss you?

1blueshi1 said...

have a great weekend, honey--everything will settle down as you settle in, promise! we are in an adjustment phase here as David goes to training and the kids go to the neighbor's house--Zac after school and Bookey during the day as well.

Amanda said...

I hope you get into your groove soon. I hate the feeling of being rushed - really, really hate it. It sets me off probably quicker than anything else.

And, mmm...funnel cakes. With powdered sugar, no?

And don't worry about our blogs. We know you are busy. There's been plenty of times in my blogging history when I just can't get around to anyone else. We'll all still be here when you get a chance. Take care of yourself first!

ImpostorMom said...

I know how that rush is and it does suck. We pretty much do put Boog to bed right after dinner. 7:30 comes awful fast when you don't walk in the door until 5:45 most days.

Hang in there, things will settle down and you'll find your groove again.

I must hear more about this folklife festival, that does sound like fun.

Leslie said...

And why are women fishwives, harridans, and I'd add, nags and shrews, when men just get to be frustrated and stressed?... I'd say your mood this week sounds justified. Is there time for a bubble bath in your great new tub?

All Adither said...

Oof, that sounds hard. Hang in there. And eat some good hippie food at the festival.

Sophie said...

OOOOOOHhhh boy, can I relate. I haven't been blogging, reading, or commenting much lately either. Everything just felt so out of balance in my life. Job, commute, parenting, my own hobbies, church: it all adds up to a very hectic schedule. And what about down time? Just sittin' and veggin'. I miss that, too.

I hope you have a restorative weekend. A folklife festival sounds like TONS of fun.

Laurel said...

Bummer. Total bummer. I hope you get back into the groove a.s.a.p. Changes always bring challenges but you'll get a hold of it really soon. I just know it. Eat a funnel cake for me, would you? Maybe two...I need the pick me up.

Fannie Mae said...

We all have bad weeks darlin', that's why the good lord invented wine!

Lulu said...

What Fannie Mae said.

Tomorrow is supposed to be nice and sunny...hope you have a wonderful day! And as you know, I totally understand the whole blogging dilemma. My new motto - Blog when you can, read when can. (as you will note, you wrote this on Thursday, and I am just now reading on Saturday.)

Colleen said...

Hope you got some rest and relaxation! I felt like that on Friday, too, but for different reasons...and a little strange since I only went to work for three days. Maybe it was the planet alignment. :)
I'm still playing blog catch-up myself, so no worries...in my head you have hung on every little word that I've written. :)
Enjoy your Sunday!