Does it seem to anyone else that my life is just one series of unfortunate events and circumstances after another? Yeah, it does to me, too. I swear to you that I keep trying to come up with fun, happy, or otherwise less-Eeyore-esque posts...and then I sit down to write and the whiny, blah crap is what comes out of my fingers.
To spare you all, I'm just going to quickly list the shit from today: W's OT left a voice mail saying she's "resigned" and that she'll be in the office tomorrow and Wednesday, and that's it; I'm super close to getting in trouble at work because of the time off I've needed lately (I believe I told B on the phone today that I'm a "ball hair - width, not length - away" from getting in trouble) (this is also for the boys' illnesses and appointments and my procedure last week, BTW, not random vacation time); a made a couple of mistakes during our trial today because it was so effing bored that my attention waned; I think my boss is just generally pissed at me right now; the trial went late so I had to miss a friend's benefit thing tonight; W missed half of his playgroup because I was stuck at work late and the adults were being assy tonight; we got some unfortunate financial news today; R is sick - STILL - with pink eye and a fever, which prevents him from going to daycare; B's boss isn't happy he stayed home with the sick baby today, so he has to work Saturday to catch up; I have to cancel my counseling appointment on Saturday because we don't have anyone to watch the boys and I refuse to take them with me to counseling (though maybe it would give her a better idea of why I'm crazy...); I have to cancel every single appointment that the boys and I have scheduled in August because they're all during working hours and I don't have any time off (I think there are six total...and most of them are with specialists who will take a month or better to schedule another appointment); my lack of time off means that I'm not going to be able to take W to one last appointment with his OT on Wednesday; I had to schedule a meeting that I'm dreading to the point of becoming physically ill; and I've spent all day either on the verge of tears or actually crying over absolutely nothing.
If you made it through that wall of text, here are my good things from today: I scheduled an exciting meeting for tomorrow; it's almost Friday; Project Runway starts back up tonight!; I didn't have to change any of R's antibiotic diapers today; I got to put R to bed tonight instead of W, which makes for a much easier bedtime; and we conned my mother-in-law into watching the boys tomorrow so when R wakes up with a fever for the fifth day in a row, B and I don't have to have a WWE-style smackdown in the living room to determine who has to stay home with them.
See, I'm not all gloom-and-doom around here all the time! Blogging is cutting into Project Runway time, though, so I'm cutting the rainbows and puppies off for tonight.