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Sep. 27th, 2010 10:29 amAll right, I'm annoyed with myself, too. I forgot to bring the hard copy of my developing RUM schedule with me today, so I can't sort out any more of that. I'm also waiting for some replies. It really bugs me when people send ME unsolicited offers to teach - then don't reply when I ask for more info. Wilco Tango Foxtrot?
The co-worker has called in sick today, so I'm running around here like a chicken with my head cut off. Started off the day on a poor footing, with the hubs wandering the house morosely. Apparently he'd been up since 3 AM obsessing about our finances. Not sure if this was the effect of viewing a couple of Parade homes and him deciding how far we were from where we'd like to be, or what. I did not suggest that he go do something, anything constructive. He didn't do diddly all weekend - I ran the laundry, cleaned some of the house, changed the girls' sheets, and mixed up the flour blends for the GF stuff. He emptied the dishwasher. All weekend. Can't help but think doing something that could afford a sense of accomplishment might help the depression/moping.
Granted, I have my days where the back of my little mind voices the opinion that, having settled certain burdens onto my shoulders, the Good Lord could take pity far enough to at least provide us with some financial security and remove that one. Which is nonsensical. It's not like there aren't poorer people with larger woes. And it could be argued that we could fix that one ourselves if only we tried. Heaven knows I have a stick with which I beat myself up over having caused a lot of our problems. Though I think it's pretty clear that at least Anneliese's autism, and John's RA are not self-inflicted. So a tiny part of my brain feels there ought to be some other cosmic balance in return for that. *shrug* Even if it doesn't mean jack. I've heard it said that when your problems are too heavy to bear the Lord will either strengthen your back or lighten your load. Thus far he has chosen the former option. Apparently, I don't get to pick that either. :-/
I'm also discovering that I have 0.0 patience with people who can't muscle through things and make it happen. If you take on the responsibility - then fulfill it. Do NOT whine about this or that and make excuses. Granted, the unexpected can blow you off track. But just whinging and whining and giving up - that I have no tolerance for, whatever. Suck it up. And do what you're supposed to do. Or at least don't whine.
Mayhap I should crawl off into the corner and grump to myself a while.
The co-worker has called in sick today, so I'm running around here like a chicken with my head cut off. Started off the day on a poor footing, with the hubs wandering the house morosely. Apparently he'd been up since 3 AM obsessing about our finances. Not sure if this was the effect of viewing a couple of Parade homes and him deciding how far we were from where we'd like to be, or what. I did not suggest that he go do something, anything constructive. He didn't do diddly all weekend - I ran the laundry, cleaned some of the house, changed the girls' sheets, and mixed up the flour blends for the GF stuff. He emptied the dishwasher. All weekend. Can't help but think doing something that could afford a sense of accomplishment might help the depression/moping.
Granted, I have my days where the back of my little mind voices the opinion that, having settled certain burdens onto my shoulders, the Good Lord could take pity far enough to at least provide us with some financial security and remove that one. Which is nonsensical. It's not like there aren't poorer people with larger woes. And it could be argued that we could fix that one ourselves if only we tried. Heaven knows I have a stick with which I beat myself up over having caused a lot of our problems. Though I think it's pretty clear that at least Anneliese's autism, and John's RA are not self-inflicted. So a tiny part of my brain feels there ought to be some other cosmic balance in return for that. *shrug* Even if it doesn't mean jack. I've heard it said that when your problems are too heavy to bear the Lord will either strengthen your back or lighten your load. Thus far he has chosen the former option. Apparently, I don't get to pick that either. :-/
I'm also discovering that I have 0.0 patience with people who can't muscle through things and make it happen. If you take on the responsibility - then fulfill it. Do NOT whine about this or that and make excuses. Granted, the unexpected can blow you off track. But just whinging and whining and giving up - that I have no tolerance for, whatever. Suck it up. And do what you're supposed to do. Or at least don't whine.
Mayhap I should crawl off into the corner and grump to myself a while.
