OFF TOPIC VENT - Page 2

>VENT WARNING
> I admit, I am PMSing AGAIN and I'm short on sleep (at 4 AM either there is
>a UPS plane coming in or the latest paper delivery has a bad muffler, but it
>wakes me up like the aftermath of bad dream) and patience but.... I WANT TO
>SCREAM, KICK AND CRY

> VENT WARNING
> I admit, I am PMSing AGAIN and I'm short on sleep (at 4 AM either there is
> a UPS plane coming in or the latest paper delivery has a bad muffler, but
> it
> wakes me up like the aftermath of bad dream) and patience but.... I WANT
> TO
> SCREAM, KICK AND CRY
> Ok - I think it started Monday, when my sister announced the plans for my
> parent's 50th anniversary party. Clam bake for a cast of 1000's and I get
> to
> go on Cape during the season.( I avoid the Cape during the summer.) Then
> the
> dryer starts making this awful noise.
> Tuesday, it seemed like I am surrounded by gaggles of people "more
> important
> then you".
> 1) Women LLBean making returns and buying teacher gifts spend more time
> talking to each other than the cashiers trying to help them. Or answering
> their cell phones.
> 2) B*tch in a Porsche (on her cell phone) cuts me off for a left hand exit
> off the highway - across 3 lanes of traffic.
> 3) at BJ's some jerk pushes his cart right into the traffic lane of the
> parking lot, right in front of my truck. I miss it, stop, move the cart
> into
> the carrel, park and have another jerk hit me (my leg) with his cart and
> starts honking at me to get out of his way so he get home to MA.
> 4) Get to Barnes and Noble - SUV in front of me as I turn, stops at
> parking
> lot entrance, stops again about a car length in and finally stops near
> doors and lets out 2 women who stop, talk to driver, and then walk very
> slowly into store. A turtle could have been faster. Normally, I'd be
> patient
> and assume some infirmity, but they are in their gym cloths and clearly
> quite fit. Car that drops them off then tries for the nearest spot to door
> and can't fit and makes two more attempts before trying to back up to the
> one that just cleared. ( I know I can't get my truck into either of them
> and
> it's smaller than the SUV). I finally park, go in, get my magazine and try
> to check out. BUT, can't 'cause there is only one clerk and 10 people in
> line, included one speaking loudly into her cell phone. At least the trick
> of hitting the music section to check out works. Trader Joe's at least is
> good, but I get the wrong pistachios. Habanero ones are ok, but the Chili
> Lemon ones rock.
> THEN
> DD comes home from playing and goes to take her shower. I'm setting the
> table when I hear, thud, thump, MOMMY, sob, MOMMMMMMMYYYYYY. She's climbed
> up to get the shower head and falls. Small bruise on side, HUGE bruise on
> leg. Dinner is late will I tend to her
> Wednesday, I said I'd work Adventure Day at DD's school. Should have been
> fun, but I get paired with two women that I don't like or dislike, but
> have
> less than zero in common with. Well, it's only for the morning. It was
> fun,
> but working with any other two people, it would have been a blast. Get
> home,
> gee, those towels are really damp still. Start the dryer for another go
> and
> start another load of laundry.
> Start sorting stuff, trying to get things put away or tossed or otherwise
> disposed of responsibly. Go back to laundry. Towels don't feel any drier
> or
> even warm...
> Still in basement. DS comes home. Find old posters of DH's from condo,
> show
> a few to DS. I agree to clean them up and he can hang them up in his room.
> Check towels. Now the writing is on the wall... The dryer has gone to
> appliance heaven. But, I resolve to investigate - maybe if I take the
> back
> off, I can spot something.
> DH say's he'll come watch DD skate. She's changed and I find he's been
> smoozing with some guy from work watching the HS boys play.
> Thursday.
> Allergy attack dealing with the posters. Extra shower - always helps
> but,...
> I didn't have the time for that today
> Then, I get a piece of back door info. Despite leader saying Junior vests
> aren't needed for Friday's bridging, I find out most of the other girls
> will
> have them. And I have food to make for the potluck before and I've agreed
> to
> sub on Friday. And I feel guilty about the dryer and DH is all excited,
> he's
> found new TV and stand on the board at work and he wants to buy it and the
> color has gone stupid on the one in the living room.....Strange looking
> screws on back of dryer, like nothing in tool box. Great - make fast run
> to
> Bedford, buy vest, patches but forgot numbers. DH now has to work late and
> I
> have to go to Laundromat to dry a load of towels, one of darks and one of
> whites....feed kids, feed self and do dishes, load truck, find $1's and
> go.
> At least I can sit and stitch and the evening is enlivened by a cute
> trucker
> with a sweet Georgia drawl looking for directions to some place they can
> park overnight to sleep. They've been driving since 5 AM and it is ntw
> 7:30
> PM...
> So now it is Friday AM, I've found out I get the "autism room" today. I
> hate
> that room and wouldn't have gone in for it if I had known.(I worked in
> autism "hospital" in college and frankly, the "treatment" and outcomes
> are
> no better than they were 30 years ago.) And I still have quesadillas to
> make
> for tonight and patches to iron on and ....
> Thanks for listening friends
> C

>

>
> When you're all done with taking care of the everyday chores and the
> promises you made to your kids, please just put you feet up, read a weepy,
> sappy beach book, put a big dish of your favorite chocolates on the table
> next to you, have a stiff drink and just take some quality Cheryl time.
>
>
> You certainly deserve it.
>
> Hugs and Kisses,
>
> Lucille
>
>
>

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> VENT WARNING
> I WANT TO SCREAM, KICK AND CRY

Wow, what a week! Come here for some hugs <patpatpat-on-the-back> Do