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It's Friday! Whoo! You have officially almost made it through the week!
Well, my weekend just got reorganized, though I don't know to what extent yet. Woke up this morning to a dark house, so I went into check on my sister, who apparently started with the stomach bug in the middle of the night. So I'll be putting on pants and figuring out shoes (since she upchucked in my tennis shoes) and going to see Dad today. Probably will also be going up to the grocery store and picking up some soup and ginger ale, since we have none in the house.
It's not like it's throwing me that far off, and thankfully, Frostmaiden is already prepped for tonight.
The biggest thing will be going to see Dad. He was being a total butt yesterday, refusing to get out of bed and do therapy, and being a tool to the aides. My sister was going to go yell at him tonight, but I guess that's going to be me now. At this point, he's broken down any good feelings I might have. There are days that I actively dislike him, and I feel like this is going to be one of those days. I hate that he makes me feel this way. I'm dreading him coming home and resuming being a butt to us, and refusing to do shit.
He's just willfully refusing to see how hard this is on us, physically and mentally. Like it should be our honor to change his diaper or something. It's all about him, and I'm so tired of it. I'm afraid one of us is actually going to hurt ourselves taking care of him, and then it all falls apart. I'm tired of it.
Jess is anxious about how I'm going to do my job, once he comes home. He will have no respect for the fact that I'm working, and he's not going to believe that I can't drop everything to help Jess with him like I did with IKEA, so that's going to be another conversation that will suck, but we're going to have.
Aside from that, I didn't have anything planned for today except prep for tomorrow's game and if need be, I can do that tomorrow morning.
I finally got my W-2s yesterday, so I was able to do my taxes. Hopefully, that's a little money that will be coming in soon. It also looked like there might be some movement in my unemployment claim, so hopefully I'll get that in the near future, too. That'll be helpful.
The pre-boarding coordinator set up a meeting with me for Monday to review my citizenship documents virtually, so I'm taking another step forward towards starting work. Still no word on whether I'm starting on the 12th or the 19th. Hopefully, she'll give me that info on Monday.
Boodle. I woke up this morning to a cat landing on my chest and clawing at my blankets. This (no matter the time) is an optimal way to wake up. She's come a long way from the feral kitten I tempted inside with bits of cheesesteak. Now she snuggles on Jess' lap while they play and is a little heating pad on some nights.
And on that note, I shall now go have more coffee. It's going to be a long day. Everyone have a most excellent Friday!
Well, my weekend just got reorganized, though I don't know to what extent yet. Woke up this morning to a dark house, so I went into check on my sister, who apparently started with the stomach bug in the middle of the night. So I'll be putting on pants and figuring out shoes (since she upchucked in my tennis shoes) and going to see Dad today. Probably will also be going up to the grocery store and picking up some soup and ginger ale, since we have none in the house.
It's not like it's throwing me that far off, and thankfully, Frostmaiden is already prepped for tonight.
The biggest thing will be going to see Dad. He was being a total butt yesterday, refusing to get out of bed and do therapy, and being a tool to the aides. My sister was going to go yell at him tonight, but I guess that's going to be me now. At this point, he's broken down any good feelings I might have. There are days that I actively dislike him, and I feel like this is going to be one of those days. I hate that he makes me feel this way. I'm dreading him coming home and resuming being a butt to us, and refusing to do shit.
He's just willfully refusing to see how hard this is on us, physically and mentally. Like it should be our honor to change his diaper or something. It's all about him, and I'm so tired of it. I'm afraid one of us is actually going to hurt ourselves taking care of him, and then it all falls apart. I'm tired of it.
Jess is anxious about how I'm going to do my job, once he comes home. He will have no respect for the fact that I'm working, and he's not going to believe that I can't drop everything to help Jess with him like I did with IKEA, so that's going to be another conversation that will suck, but we're going to have.
Aside from that, I didn't have anything planned for today except prep for tomorrow's game and if need be, I can do that tomorrow morning.
I finally got my W-2s yesterday, so I was able to do my taxes. Hopefully, that's a little money that will be coming in soon. It also looked like there might be some movement in my unemployment claim, so hopefully I'll get that in the near future, too. That'll be helpful.
The pre-boarding coordinator set up a meeting with me for Monday to review my citizenship documents virtually, so I'm taking another step forward towards starting work. Still no word on whether I'm starting on the 12th or the 19th. Hopefully, she'll give me that info on Monday.
Boodle. I woke up this morning to a cat landing on my chest and clawing at my blankets. This (no matter the time) is an optimal way to wake up. She's come a long way from the feral kitten I tempted inside with bits of cheesesteak. Now she snuggles on Jess' lap while they play and is a little heating pad on some nights.
And on that note, I shall now go have more coffee. It's going to be a long day. Everyone have a most excellent Friday!
