A very stressful day. Gave no thought to reality checking or awareness or any of that. Sigh.
It did not start out so bad, though I did have to de-snow/de-ice the car, and worried that I would be late to the appointment for the estimate for my car's bumper (I rear-ended a school bus recently - the bus had almost no damage). My husband (God bless him) offered that he could take both boys, but I decided that I could take the older one to school and still make the car estimate appointment, and I did. The estimate was fairly painless - yes, the bumper needs to be replaced, but I kind of knew that given that it has a hole from the school bus's exhaust pipe in it, but our insurance will cover more than half of it, and it's not so bad, and luckily no one got hurt, that's what matters.
Anyway, coming back to today (not the day of the accident), I then got gas, and was an hour late to work - I had called in late. Then my boss immediately called me in for a meeting in his office, and I had barely enough time for lunch, and had several business phone calls to take care of, and a meeting, and time sensitive something or other, and did not even get to start a process which takes a long time to complete, before it was time to leave and pick up the kids, and get home.
Then my mom and step father came - they arrived in town today. My mom's visits always stress me out - it's the grown up daughter mother thing, even though my mom means well and I overreact. Add to that my having had a stressful day at work and being exhausted. Dinner actually went well and we all got along - my stepfather had picked up some Peruvian chicken from a local restaurant and some yuka, so I did not have to cook. Then I made the mistake of logging into work while too tired, trying to start that long process, and I made a mistake, which luckily I think was not a big deal, but luckily I caught it before proceeding further. I realized I was too tired to fully kick off the process.
Right before leaving my mother told me "Be sure to ensure the kids brush their teeth before going to bed" and when I did not reply, she repeated it. And that's when I exploded in anger "Don't tell me how to bring up my kids. What do you think I do when you are not here? Don't tell me what to do when you are not around. It drives me nuts!" Not a good start to the visit. My mom is luckily staying at a friend's house because I cannot handle the two of us under the same roof, my roof. It does not help that my mom always comes for sooo long - she will be here until right before Christmas (we will then each go to separate destinations - it is not my mom's turn to get us for Christmas, we are going to my in-laws), and then my mom will be back for half of January. When my mother-in-law comes to visit, she rarely stays a whole week, and usually I am not stressed even at end of visit - whereas when my mom plans to come, my stress level goes up a couple of weeks before the planned visit. I wish I did not overreact so, but I cannot help it. Sigh.
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