Ye Olde Roller Coaster

[femkes_follies]

It's been a bit of a bad week.



It began last Wed with John getting yanked around for days before NOT getting the job he'd been interviewing so many times for. I took it badly - cried, carried on, said a fair few things I would normally keep between my teeth. Add to this that my dippy boss called and told me that my staff had decided that they just couldn't stand to work with me anymore. ?!?!? Hence, I could work PART time, at the other office. *headdesk*

John spent some time talking with the Pastor - more on practical matters than spiritual, but any port in a storm. So now he's working on another lead with the only local business that is actually growing.

I nailed down a new job - no benefits, but reasonably flexible hours. And hey, it's work. So I can tell Crazy Psycho Boss where she can stick it. And one of my (now former) techs called to tell me that she was NOT asked whether she wanted to work with me and is very much PO'd that Crazy Psycho Boss said that she had. Which made me feel better. Normally I get on quite well with my staff - wherever I'd been. The idea that they found working with me intolerable was rather hard on my little ego.

I've got mixed feelings. Much as I'd LOVE to quit and stay home with the little ones, we can't afford it. I hate that, but I've got to suck it up. Dad even implied tonight that he was concerned that Anneliese might not ever be self-sufficient, and that needed to be planned for. Oi. I don't really think that's the case. But, wow, that can set up some worries. How to you provide for a lifetime of some sort of care for a child that may still need it after you're gone? Eeep!!

I need to put together the decor and favors for the shower. And scrape together a little spare change to go berry-picking with Alaina. Hmmmm, how to divy up desires between Currants, Gooseberries, and Raspberries.

When, Oh When will we get on stable footing, to say nothing of starting to accomplish some of our goals? I'd say when we win the SuperLotto - except that that would require buying tickets. *sigh*

Comments

[attack-laurel.livejournal.com]

If you can spare any change at this time (and I realize this is really difficult), set up a retirement fund for the little one NOW. The earlier you start, the more money she'll have when she needs it. My sister is special needs, and will require some level of care all her life. She's 39, my mother is in her '80s. My mother set up a trust fund for her many years ago precisely because she wouldn't always be there, and didn't want to burden me or my brother with the costs of her care.

But if you can't, you can't, and ignore my meddling. I hope the job sich works out. *hug*

[femkederoas.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Actually, the topic came up because my Great-uncle is sort of getting his affairs in order, and wanted to help out with some sort of custodial fund for her. So we're trying to set it up as something we can continue to add to, as well. And if she ends up utterly independent, well, it'll make a good college fund.

She's a smart little cracker, and I suspect can read somewhat. Her store of sight words is certainly beyond what I was aware of. But the whole verbal thing is a definite hang up.

Thanks for the "zen hugs." And the entertainment of your blog. I read, even when I don't comment. And often make my husband read, too. ;-)