Welcome to another edition of Friday Fragments - please visit my friend, the lovely lady Mrs.4444.
And freewriting Sara at Ordinary & Awesome:
Has it been a week already? It has just flown by, and as I sit here blogging (while the kids watch cartoons and we wait for the dinner which is coming home with the man), I can't help but think about what I was doing last year around this time. Life was so, so different. My blog post on October 1, 2008 was about work, though, ironically enough, I mentioned work clothes and heels as a novelty, something which has now become standard issue daily uniform. I also wrote about pole dancing, and certain types of footwear, both of which I never got around to.
I did make some significant additions to my shoe collection (much to the chagrin of the man)...but then again, I never said that some additional income wouldn't go toward shoes. Fashion Friday footwear edition is in the works.
So, my fragments for this week? Where do we begin...
How about finding out on day 8 on the job that there are going to be changes, big ones. Without going into detail, suffice it to say that even though I'm still in my "know nothing" mode, I do know this. I am stressed and I haven't even started REALLY working yet.
Well, I gotta go with the flow. And it's not the first time this has happened to me, organizational change. If anything, that was what I sold myself with, my ability to handle change, even citing the fact that I still managed to keep on track and keep the work and department workflow on target...but not even 2 weeks into the job? I guess I sold myself a bit too well. I must stop doing that.
At any rate, I'm hopeful that all will still be good.
This was the week that we started the extracurricular activities. Last night was tough, as the girlie had swimming lessons at 6:15 , and it was curriculum night at school. With me getting off at 5:30, I was really stressed about it all working out. I gave the responsibility of the school meeting to the man, so I asked that he get home at 6, feed the boy at home while I brought the girlie to her lessons, that I'd come home by 7 and he could take off to the school. I got home at 7 as I'd planned so that he wouldn't be late to school, and found out that the man had fallen asleep, the boy was on the computer and hadn't had anything to eat yet (although the noodles were being made on stove).
Hubs has just been exhausted, still recovering from weeks of continuous travel - he told me he even almost fell asleep at a red light on the way home - but I still felt the compulsion to be inwardly bitchy and totally pissed off. I guess the adjustment to "my" new life is having major ripple effects on the rest of the family, and to be honest, this was the first time that I wondered whether HE could handle this change. Is HE going to be able to deal with them (the kids, the activities, the meals) when I travel for work?
His saving grace - he's bringing home dinner tonight so I don't have to cook. Hence, I am blogging. He will be bringing wine home as well. Yippee.
The boy developed some major coughing and sneezing last night. I know he's had allergies, but it seemed like a full-blown cold developed as soon as I asked him to get off the computer and do his reading homework. So I sent him to bed right away, hoping that it wouldn't get worse because the optics would not be good to be off of work so soon on Day 10.
He woke up still sniffly this morning, but in pretty good spirits, no fever in sight, and went off to school just fine. However, he called me at 2:10 PM to tell me he wasn't feeling well and needed to be picked up from school. Guess what time I get off on Fridays so I can do my errands for the week? 2 PM. There went the errands.
We got home, he got into bed with his DS and felt miraculously better within half an hour. Gahhhhh!!!!!
But you know what? Instead of running around with my head cut off getting groceries, jumping from store to store picking up this, that and the other thing, I spent a couple of hours with the kids, playing with my daughter with her Pixel-toy, popping popcorn and drinking hot chocolate while watching Judge Judy with my boy (wha?? ... I know, totally inappropriate, I can't stand Judge Judy and never watch it, but it was on while we were flipping, so I guess between that and watching actors playing tonsil-hockey on my fave soap which I haven't watched in about 20 years, Judy was the lesser of two evils)...I'm rambling again...
But long story short?
I had a great couple hours with my kids.
So I'm a little glad that the boy called "sick". But I told him to keep these calls strategically timed to after 2 PM on Fridays from now on. We all needed this little break after a couple of crazy weeks.
Oh, I just saw Clive Owen interviewed on the Hour
...and I'm now salivating.
Here's some Bowie for your weekend. Have a good one.
*I come from a very long line of "sighers", having mastered the art of the incredibly melodramatic and overdrawn sigh in reality as well as in written word.