I will do the party post, I just need to collate the photos…I promise ladies. Today I want to talk about something else that has been at the forefront of my mind.
I sit here on Sunday evening and reflect on the weekend. It has been a busy one for us. HB had his first playdate without us. I was a little apprehensive, he was a little apprehensive, but we all were fine and he loved it.
While he was at this playdate we spoke to another psychologist for an outside assessment. I just cannot rest without knowing that we have tried everything to find out where is the problem and what we cab do. Hopefully, but the end of this month, we have all the information we need to make a decision.
We then had to attend school event and I was nearly ready to fall over by the time we arrived home. I had started the day feeling nauseous from an incredible headache which then intensified further and a day in the sun did not help one little bit.
Today, Sunday, I worked all day from six this morning. I have been holed up in HB’s room, working away and I still feel like I have a ton to do. No matter, by the end of tomorrow I shall have a set of documentation ready to go.
I still managed to fit in a reading session with HB. We have exhausted the school guide and now we have moved onto the consonants. Even the psychologist said we should not worry about this academic thing. She said he sounds fine and will specifically check these things for us. At least she bothered to find out what is our expectation from all this.
Onto the new week. I shall be in the office at 6am to make sure that my work is done by three tomorrow afternoon. It feels like an exam and I just need ot make it through, which I know I can.
Have a great week bloggies, we owe it to ourselves.
Things that are bothering me right now:
- The school: I just need them to get with the programme. We pay huge amounts of money for them to teach our child, and I expect that if I follow the rules they set out, they too need to follow the rules. I have let my dissatisfaction be known to them.
- The psychologist: We all have personal lives and I understand that sometimes life happens. When life happens and it affects my professional environment, I go out of my way to accommodate the meeting, etc. I have missed. She is not doing that and is making her personal problems my problems and is not accommodating the inconvenience she has caused in my life.
- Nissan: I had my car fixed there, only to find that the idiot technician/mechanic did not properly test drive the car. They just let it run on whatever machine they have, which runs straight, not turns, hence they did not pick up the problem that they have now caused. And then the service advisor tells me the two parts are not related, like I am an idiot. Of course the wheel bearings and CV joints are in the wheel hub, which they opened up and interfered with. I am female, not an idiot. I am not a mechanic, but I am not an idiot. Car had one problem and you fixed it, and now it has another problem, I do not need to be a mechanic, or male to work that out.
- Our local professional institute: As per my previous blog, they have no thought of being inclusive. And while the manager is very competent, she drives me insane when she talks to us like we are five year olds, learning to read.
- My FIL: He is in my space.
- My Hubby: He is on call and every time that phone rings in the middle of the night I want to destroy it. I just need to sleep without interruptions.
- The Trustees where I live: They do not know the first thing about anything and think that being a trustee has given them autonomy over the complex. As soon as you disagree with them, they pull out the “We are the trustees, we know better and it is about majority vote” Like really? It is my money you are supposed to be spending, get out of my way.
- Myself: I need to stop being so angry at the world and just let it go.
- The cats: One is tearing up the place, the other has no backbone.
- The caretaker: He keeps sending bulk messages about stupid stuff. I have now blocked him, because I cannot deal with that. I do not need anyone else’s religion or political views forced down my throat.
- My sisters: I have a job which I work at very hard and I am good at. Stop calling me a plan drawer, it is offensive.
I do not often bother with these types of things, but since I have become a news junkie and had my eyes forcibly opened at my last job, I notice a lot more.