And yes, I'm going to blog about it because there isn't anyone aside from my mother who could bare to listen to be grip about it. And even at that she didn't really discuse it with me, she just sypathized and moved on to other topics. Well, I'm not done gripping. So here it goes.
I woke up this morning alone in my grandparents big house because for one, they are out of town and need someone to look after a few things, and for two our electricity went out last night after the hail storm (the same hail storm that beat up my little car, mind you). So, I'm already a bit shaken up, right? I get a text early that morning from my Preachers wife asking if either I or my sister would be avaliable to watch her children from 11-3. So of course, me being the stupid person that I am a lot of the time don't think much of it. I don't really want to watch them, I've got other things to do, but Jessica isn't busy. I'm sure she'll do it. So I make my way slowly into consciousness and go out and feed the horses and brush them and talk to them a little bit. Get in my car and head for home. The time is about 10 now, right? On my way home I get ahold of Jessica and, wait, what?? She doesn't want to babysit??? Oh okay, well I guess that leaves me. But I have to be at work at 3, I can't stay till 3. Just can't. So I call Emily and give her the gist of things. She tells me that I can watch Jeannies girls (Jeannie being Emily's sister) ainstead because they are both going somewhere and I live right next door to them. But she needs me to be there 30 minutes earlier now... Which is 30 minutes from now. I haven't had a shower yet, or eaten anything and I'm still trying to get home! She does tell me that Jessie can probably come over at around 2 so I can leave and have plenty of time to get to work so I'm not worried about that anymore.
Alright so I get home and my mom is there and she just starts talking up a storm as always, not thinking anything of it. (And I wonder where I get it...) And then all of a sudden, I only have 10 minutes to do anything I need to do before I have to be over there. Alright, well if I'm going to be home by 2, that'll give me enough time to shower before work and stuff right? I mean, I'm right next door. So I decide to make myself some breakfast instead. Good decision.... I make an egg sandwich and a cup of coffee and take it over there with me because I don't even have time to eat it at home. So I walk over there and the day really gets kicked into gear. These kids are precious. I love them a lot. (: but I tell you what, they were a hand full. The oldest, is still pretty young and she was playing sick. She was really sick the day before but she was just recovering today. However, she laid on the couch. All. Day. And made me do EVERYTHING for her. She talked me into letting her have two popsicles and I took her temperature three times. They all said 98 degrees... She didn't like anything I cooked for her because it wasn't how her mom did it so it couldn't be right. And she watched a terrible puppety version of Dr. Suess all day. The younger two were super cute though. Really loud... They continually were throwing plush balls at me or were falling down and crying till they were done and satisfied with the level of annoyance they could see in my eyes.
Not even the best part.
Jessie, didn't come over at 2. They forgot to tell her. Granted, I thought my sister might be able to part herself from her outstanding social life and help me out for an hour, so we agreed to kind of play it by ear... And then neither sides initiated anything. But I was so frustrated. I had to call my mom, and then call my sister, and my sister finally decided that she could come help me, BUT she went to the wrong house. You know how I said that I was going to babysit Emily's kids, but then it was switched the Jeannie's. Yeah, well apparently my sister was never informed of this little switcharoo because she wen to the wrong house. The house that Jessie was at, watching Emily's kids. The girl who was supposed to come and cover for me anyways. But their youngest, Aubre was down for a nap and that would require waking her from the nap and driving all three of those kids over to Jeannie's which I understand could be a hassle, but it's just frustrating because all of this could have been avoided in so many ways if simple and clear communication would have taken place somewhere along the way.
So here I am, waiting for Jessica to show up and I'm waiting there, standing there for like an hour to walk across the street and get ready for work. I've had no shower, no chance to even brush my teeth. Gross right? Well yeah, this is where it gets ugly. She doesn't show up till 2:45... And I have to drive about 13 minutes to get to work. So I book it out of there, change clothes, throw my hair up, slap a bit of makeup on, and speed to work, crying the whole freaking way there. I know that it was just a complete mix up and that no one is at fault. But I said from the get go that I was going to half to leave by 2. I have a job. I have other obligations. I have things that I have to do, like bathe. I love bathing, and I didn't get to. I felt like I looked like crap at work and it was so embarrassing. Anyways, I was just appalled that no one was considering me and what I needed to do. But I wasn't considerate either was I? Idk...
And then work. Work was pretty hellish in and of itself. I keep thinking that "today is the busiest I've ever been" and then the next day is worse. I had so many transactions today I'm suprised I balanced and batched. But I did. I had this lady yell at me today because I had to put a hold on her check. Yelled and harrassed me for doing my job the correct way and I was so livid. People are so so rude and it makes me mad. I do my best to be nice to people, all the time and I can't get over how people can just dismiss that so easily.
So I've had a really long, hard day right? And I look like crap, right? But I feel the need to go to church anyways. So, I go. Even thought it's already halfway over and Nick is like right in the middle of speaking and I go and get a chair and make a lot of noise. And guess who is there? Guess who decides to show up to church the day that I look like crap? Justin. My very first heartbreak. This is awesome. This is the guy that is engaged, but STILL has a hold on me. Yeah, and then he got up on stage at the end with Kyler and they played a song. Quite well I might add. And he sang harmony. Shoot, really Rachel??? I mean, really? I can't believe that after everything that you guys have been through that you still somehow somewhere care. Yeah, that's right. I care.
Darn my kind spirit. Darn it.
So that was my day.
I'll wait to grip about men till tomorrow because I simply don't have the energy to do it tonight.
I fed up Rachel.
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