Ah. Yeah, I get that. I believe I put my mother through a fair amount of similar crap myself. And for the most part ended up regretting the times she let me get away with it.

In news of me:

Very weirdly up and down day. Supposed to be an easy one where I might actually get caught up on the 90,000 outstanding things I have to do because we've been so fucking overloaded the past few months. Not so. Like three things suddenly became critical and I haven't even looked at the stuff I had on for today.

Also, I had a project this week that was just so fucked up. Largely, but not entirely for reasons outside of my control. But then at the very end some stupid fuck ups with submitting the project to the client that were in my control and I didn't manage the way I should have. Feh. And that's not even counting the five minutes of horror when I convinced myself I had submitted a proposal with one of the fees off by several hundred thousand dollars. I didn't, but I damn well could have the way I've been functioning. One of the big problems only came to light this morning, so not a great way to start off the day.

So then my manager asks if I'm free to talk at a certain time today. Ugh. Was expecting a come-to-Jesus, which it was in way, though not how I anticipated. The person I actually report to and who I work most closely with is leaving. And I'm moving on up in the hierarchy as a Team Lead. Yay? I'm going to have direct reports. I don't want direct reports! And meetings, more meetings. (No word on money, more money.)

So while it wasn't the call I was expecting, it still means I'm going to have to get my shit together.

Now I'm on the porch drinking a Guiness. And waiting for the call to pick up the dog from her (badly needed) day at the groomers. And watching a big storm roll in.

Bets on the chances I'll be walking the dog home from her $100 grooming in the pouring rain?

And I just saw a report on the news about the Iowa flooding stating that it's not even once in a century type of flooding, but once in 500 years kind of flooding.

Evacuations along the Cedar River go beyond the 500 year plan.

Hec, good luck.

cause I wasn't sure if she was pregnant. She hadn't said anything and I just sort of stated what was obvious to me. Luckily (?) she was pregnant so I hadn't misjudged

Oohh, yeah, that could've been bad.

Good luck with the teenager/toddler conundrum, David. Does not sound like fun to me. Eep.

Bets on the chances I'll be walking the dog home from her $100 grooming in the pouring rain?

I dunno - the clouds make it look like it's gonna pour any minute, but there's nothing on radar heading towards us.

Go brenda! more money is good. more meetings, nsm. But I hope the more money makes up for the more meetings.

Weekend-- cleaning and errands tonight and tomorrow, plus more of my Angel rewatch, then Sunday head to Vegas for two days.

Well, I don't know yet if there's more money.

There's no question that, career-wise, this is a good thing. Stamina-wise could be another question.

Actually, not even that. It's a comfort-zone violation I'm struggling with. As in, I'm being pushed out of mine. I'll get over it and be happy then.

Tom, yeah, it feels like rain, but it is looking bluer in the west. So maybe not. (And it wouldn't matter, really - people comment on her coat for months after she goes to this guy, so a good dousing ain't gonna hurt her.)

We are starting to get piles of paper sent home from school. Lots of mac's writing work came home today. Some reads exactly like LOLs.

Today his therapy went from all play therapy to the beginning of some talk, but still mostly play and poor noodle is scared. He was beside himself for the therapist to have me in the room and say the words "sometimes things are hard at home".

Insist on more money, brenda. It's a new job with more responsibility.

Good luck, David.

Edit: Ooh, good luck you too, msbelle.

Kids are hard.

Good luck to both of the little men having problems (and their parents, too!).

It looks like it's clearing up out here in Wheeling, so I wouldn't worry too much about the clouds.

I'm debating if I want to order pad thai and spring rolls for dinner tonight, or if I'll just settle for some spaghetti after I wash the pot out to boil noodles. I'm leaning towards Thai just because I haven't had any in a long time. Of course, I could order beef pilaf from the Uzbek place--hmm, that's a thought...