Pffffftttt...
Yucky day yucky day. Ramble ramble ramble. Whine whine whine.
Today is just one of those days where everything seems to be going wrong no matter what I do. Grasping at straws, things slipping through my fingers, between a rock and a hard place and all of that cliché stuff.
Heartburn. Why? Ouch. I have never had heartburn before. Today it is here with a vengeance. It just makes things that much more difficult. Water - drink more water. The damn water thing at work is broken and I can't get more water here. Aquafina was supposed to come by today and replace the cooler thingy. They have yet to show up. Already been out to lunch and got Tums, but no water. I'm leaving work early, dammit.
I have had to tell several clients 'no' today on various things ranging from special chair heights to legal aisle widths and 120 degree angles. This all sounds trivial, but in my world these things are huge. I'm dreading the phone calls back. Guh.
I also feel very misunderstood. The more I try to explain things, the deeper the hole I dig. The yap is now officially closed. Done. When should I stop caring? Dunno. I guess it depends on the situation.
I hate it when people talk talk talk talk and never listen. They are thinking of the next thing they want to say while somebody else is talking and they don't listen. Then they end up asking questions about what you just explained. Well dammit if you were listening to me, you wouldn't have to ask questions about what I've already told you and you wouldn't be wasting my time!
And what the hell is Cream of Tartar anyway?
Today is just one of those days where everything seems to be going wrong no matter what I do. Grasping at straws, things slipping through my fingers, between a rock and a hard place and all of that cliché stuff.
Heartburn. Why? Ouch. I have never had heartburn before. Today it is here with a vengeance. It just makes things that much more difficult. Water - drink more water. The damn water thing at work is broken and I can't get more water here. Aquafina was supposed to come by today and replace the cooler thingy. They have yet to show up. Already been out to lunch and got Tums, but no water. I'm leaving work early, dammit.
I have had to tell several clients 'no' today on various things ranging from special chair heights to legal aisle widths and 120 degree angles. This all sounds trivial, but in my world these things are huge. I'm dreading the phone calls back. Guh.
I also feel very misunderstood. The more I try to explain things, the deeper the hole I dig. The yap is now officially closed. Done. When should I stop caring? Dunno. I guess it depends on the situation.
I hate it when people talk talk talk talk and never listen. They are thinking of the next thing they want to say while somebody else is talking and they don't listen. Then they end up asking questions about what you just explained. Well dammit if you were listening to me, you wouldn't have to ask questions about what I've already told you and you wouldn't be wasting my time!
And what the hell is Cream of Tartar anyway?
posted by Mama Moon | 3:25 PM
3 Comments:
Kreeeeesta! *hug*
Cream of Tartar: Isn't that the stuff that makes your peaks stiff? *lol*
Krista, i feel the same way. You open your mouth the information comes out, but its like your invisible or something.
Don't get discouraged. Its just practice for the true test. MOTHERHOOD!
glad you are here! HUG!
michelle, thats funny! ;-)
Really fun blog! I'm all caught up with you now and eagerly awaiting the next post. I'm reading so many blogs now I wonder if I will ever get around to starting my own!
I still remember the preggo heartburn thing, even after 16 years. It is a really trying experience, but you seem to be getting through everything very smoothly, as you always do.
Hugs and smooches...
-- Jennnn
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