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Monday, April 28, 2008

Recovering

I swear, after all I've been through in the last 3 years, I have not had two weeks as bad as these last two have been.

First on the parade of miseries: I am STILL sick.  This is highly unusual.  I even went to the doctor!  He gave me some stuff that treats the symptoms (coughing, breathing issues due to the coughing) but had no healing effect whatsoever.  I cough a lot.  I am exhausted, both mentally and physically.  I can't help but wonder if there is something really wrong with me that will require a week off from work (which I can ill afford).  Then last Friday on top off all the coughing, my sinuses got all plugged up.  Now I am coughing and my head hurts.

Now think of this: poor, pitiful, sick Lisa drags herself into work all drugged up a week ago only to be the subject of workplace bullying.  Strong, healthy Lisa may be able to brush off workplace bullying with a well-stated, "Assholes!"  However, poor, pitiful, sick Lisa was barely making it as it was, and reacted to said bullying the same way she did in 3rd grade, by hiding in the bathroom and crying.

Now imagine, poor, pitiful, sick, workplace-bullied Lisa walking into her child's expensive Reggio Emilia school on Monday afternoon only to be informed by the director that she had fired the Moosh's excellent and beloved pre-K teacher.  Imagine Lisa bursting into hysterical tears in the director's office.  Imagine Lisa breaking the news to her 4-year-old that his beloved teacher will not be coming back to school.  No, not ever.  Because she had to get another job.  I don't know why.  Yes, I am very sad, too, honey.

Now visualize Lisa dropping off the Moosh at school on Tuesday and Wednesday.  Also, visualize him sobbing hysterically because he wanted his beloved teacher, not that other teacher.  Visualize poor, pitiful, sick, workplace-bullied, heartbroken, and goddamn angry Lisa cursing the director every chance she got while planning to pull the Moosh out of school ASAP because not only is his teacher gone, his class has doubled in size overnight!  The curriculum has been almost totally abandoned!  The new teacher did not even want to be the pre-K teacher in the first place and is rumored to be looking for another job, along with every other teacher in the school.

Picture Lisa having a mini-breakdown.

That was how things went until Thursday.  On Thursday I was still sick, but my sister had come up with the brilliant idea of hiring my brother to watch the Moosh at the house for the summer.  My brother was more than happy to be offered a well-paying part-time job, so that is all worked out.  The Moosh's last day of school is Wednesday.

And yesterday I came in only to realize that the workplace bullies are now on vacation for two weeks. 

I'm still sick, though.  I'll probably end up back at the doctor's office sometime this week, unless a miracle happens.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

Think Happy Thoughts

We got back last Monday after a No Internet Available 2 week jaunt in Iran.  This trip was better than the last several trips by a factor of like 200.  Traveling with potty trained verbal person is far, far better than traveling with what amounts to an incontinent chimpanzee.  However, we are never, ever flying KLM again - give me Lufthansa with direct service to Dallas any day.

Yeah we got back on Monday and got our asses collectively kicked by jet lag (the Moosh) and tonsillitis (me). I'm back at work now but feel like death warmed over.

This is the first week on the Sunday - Thursday schedule, and what does R do? He totally bails on watching the Moosh tomorrow morning, necessitating emergency plans involving my mother.  I love my mother but she sucks with emergency plans. "Well I KNOW I promised to be your backup person in case R had to work, but I have to do things tomorrow so can you stay up until 1 PM when I get home?" I told her I could, because I never expected her to never make plans on Sunday to do my bidding, but staying up until 1 PM is likely to be miserable for me.  She caught the negativity in my voice when I agreed to wait up for her, and Drama ensued.  It was a an awful fucking day and I would really like to bitch slap R for jumping ship on me the very first weekend I needed him to watch the Moosh. 

As soon as I get the pictures loaded on flickr I will post a link.

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