Let me preface this by stating that I worked 9 days in a row at McDonald’s (that’s enough to drive anybody a little mad) and started back to school, all since Labor Day. It has been rough, especially for someone with my health and mental issues (Chronic Fatigue and anxiety). This was my week-end to get caught up on house work and school work. I am already behind in one class because I had trouble getting into it and I was scheduled to work during class times too.
So this week-end is/was the week-end.
I haven’t gotten much of anything done. A little reading. I was so burnt out from work I wanted to take Friday to relax. Plus I had to take my husband to the doctor. So that’s what I did on Friday. I read a little but I was whooped.
Saturday, I took my husband to work. I watched Nevaeh for a couple of hours. Well, I was up early because Nevaeh too, though I wasn’t watching her. My husband and I watched Ne for a total of 4 hours. Then Saturday I picked my husband up. We got home and took naps. I was whooped. I read a little bit but not much else.
So that makes today the day. I got up before I normally would–had to take my husband to work. I had to stop by the store to get some stuff I needed. I’ve read a bit, started laundry. I’ve read a bit but truth be told I am having trouble getting motivated to do my school work. That’s me! Okay, I know this. But then I got my sister-in-law calling me. I didn’t answer because I figured she just wanted someone to babysit, or she wanted to talk about her other granddaughter that she’d like someone in the family to adopt (long story). I am not willing to do either at this point. I am trying to move on with my life!!
My husband Facebook messages me. Yeah, Kathleen wants me to babysit a couple hours tonight. Ugh! No, I cannot. See, that’s why I always say no. The minute you say yes to babysitting then they always want you to babysit. I don’t want to be someone’s PAID babysitter, let alone an UNPAID one. I just got rid of “babysitting” 3 boys, my nephews, and felt like I could, maybe, move on with my life. Now I got someone else trying to foist their kids (or grand-kid) off on me. Can you tell I am more than a bit pissed and exasperated. You should hear me bitching all through my house. And of course, because I am HOT right now, I am not concentrating on my schoolwork. AGH!! AGH!!
Am I overreacting?
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Perhaps a little. It isn’t my sister-in-law’s fault. Except I feel like she gets pissed when people don’t do what she wants them to do. But I get pissed off because I feel like no one cares about what I want out of life. I can’t even get to the things I want to do because I have limited energy, and all my responsibilities (husband, still driving my nephews, work). How dare others try to foist more on me? Especially now!! I mean, I don’t even have time for a damn haircut and an eyebrow wax. 😡 I look a fright and I feel even worse most of the time.
Two (okay, three) more things and then I am going to let this shit go and get something done. It is short notice. Not Kathleen’s fault, supposedly. Her ex-husband was going to watch Ne but now refuses. IDK…
Perhaps my biggest gripe: I never hear from my sisters-in-law. NEVER. Unless they need something or some tragedy befalls the family. Truth to tell, I am just as bad. Of course I don’t blame myself for this. Of course, LOL. But traditionally they have left me out of things because I don’t have kids, at least that is how it seems to me. They are not interested in my or Chuck’s goings on, especially since Jordan turned 18.
…Okay, when I really start to think about it, I see some missteps I have made, but the whole not having biological kids thing is a big factor.
Then there is the fact that Cece and her sister are tight and I am not a sister only a SIL. My ex SIL used to get disgruntled about this but I tend to be happy to be forgotten. Except it does make me mad a times, such as this week-end. My SIL Cece was in town this week-end and invited her sister and her SIL (husband’s sister–they are BFFs since HS) to Michigan football game. Sure, don’t ask the girl that actually attends U of M. But that’s okay. I get it. I don’t know if they know it or not (maybe they do) but I am not into football so I wasn’t put out over that. It just would have been nice to have been asked. And it would be nice to get a phone call once in a while (not too often God please!) to be asked what’s going on…I’ve never gotten that. Of course, there again, I have never done that either.
The last thing is Kathleen didn’t leave a message. She called my husband and puts him in the middle. Why doesn’t she leave me a message?
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