I'm not enjoying it.
I may thrive on this kind of stress from time to time, but that doesn't mean I like it. As a matter of fact, I really don't like it at all. It just makes me feel even more disorganized and chaotic than usual. I may be able to "pull it off" quite well, but I always feel this could be so much smoother, if only I could figure out how. Sure, it would be smoother if I had some help. Sure, if I only had to pay attention to this aspect it should go smoother. Yes, my organizational skills in general need a bit of a boost now and again (just look at my desk... or wait... better not....). Oh well. Another fun filled week is here and hopefully it'll be better than last. Maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to get some service work done this afternoon, or Friday, or maybe even Wednesday around getting ready for the next training session.
This weekend was a nice low-key event. Other than rain, rain (and did I mention rain?) on Saturday. I'm not sure Boo was too fond of it. We did laundry in the morning and it was so hot and so sticky. He (literally) melted down right near the end of folding, so I just scooped all of his laundry into the basket and retreated to the air conditioning.
It was pouring like crazy when we went to pick up Gak at work. I'm not sure wearing my rain jacket was any help. Oh well. We did a "divide and conquer" at the grocery store. We hadn't done real grocery shopping in several weeks. That was expensive.
The rest of that day and most of Sunday we really didn't go anywhere. Boo was having a bit of a clingy, don't-put-me-down weekend. I didn't mind a whole lot, but he really did need to nap. I managed to get him to take two 30-minute naps yesterday and about the same on Saturday with maybe a few 5-minute snoozes thrown in each day for good measure. I mean, I'm thrilled that he sleeps through the night, but he really, really, really needs to take at least three 45 minute naps in the day or he gets quite cranky and melts down completely by 8pm. Even when he gets his naps he's quite happy to go to bed around 8. Oh well, this too shall pass. (And then I'm sure there'll be something else that we'll need to work on... like eating... or picking up toys, oh, wait, Momma and Daddy have problems with that one still.....)
Anyhow, I guess I'd better wrap this up and get back to work. I've been "kicked out" of the office I was using to pump. There are no other open offices in the building. The bathroom isn't acceptable, as there's no where to sit other than the toilet and that has no lid. I've got to figure something out, and the business leader wanted nothing to do with the thought. (Not like I wanted to talk to him about it in the first place....) Oh well, adaptability and flexibility... that's what you need to be a mom. (Or anyone really... it lowers the stress level a lot....)
Back to the grind for me.
Peace to all and may your work be easy and your weekends enjoyable.