This won't be happiness...

What a difference two weeks make in a life....  we got through the Girl's group convention, Dad was contained and all went well there.  Smoothing of ruffled feathers and we moved on.

We had one major blow up with another girl, long story short, a lack of communication, some luggage searching, something found, accusations, tears, calls to Mom, texts and I am ashamed to admit I wasn't unhappy when she left early (as was the plan).  It was a Scarlett moment (I'll think about that tomorrow).

Then Sunday afternoon things just stopped.  A Girls' group Mom, a 46 year old woman I considered a good friend, didn't wake up.  It was so unexpected - sudden - I still;  2 days later; am having trouble adjusting to it all.  Her Service is tomorrow.  I don't expect to get through it well - although knowing me, I'll see her daughter, and pull myself together for her.  I lose my composure on the way home. That's more my style.  :-/

I'm handling details.  It's what I'm good at. 

I had to call Mom last night - the leader of the girl's group is calling me, she was nice to me at the convention and frankly -- its freaking me out!  The woman has said 15 words to me in the decade I've known her then all of a sudden - we have all this --- communication.  I'm tell you its really concerning me.

Of course I had a conversation with my friend, the departed, I did tell her that I will not forgive her for leaving me here to deal with these people alone.  She was much loved and needed sanity check, comic relief and commiserat-or of all things Girls Group.  I don't think I had the chance to tell her of my new appointment to the State board.  Cripes this sucks on ice.

I am reminding myself hourly - lucky, lucky me.  Up, moving, job, home, family.  Ok off to handle work details then not deal with all this tomorrow.

I think I'll queue up the cemetery scene from Steel Magnolias -- "why?!? Why??!  Here hit Weezer." 

It will be all right.  I have details to handle.

I promise something funny will hit before the weekend - or Bubba will be Bubba.

What am I missing? Forgetting? OMG>>>

We are down to 48 hours before the big Girls' group event.  I am too calm.  I am missing something. I keep sending out emails, reminders, my lists are updated, my stuff isn't packed, or ironed or printed or copied ... OMG.

Yeah there it is... the annual freak out.  Started slow this year.  I don't know why.  Maybe because I think I have it then - again I figure the bigger PITA is the Dad and that won't start until Thursday.  Still searching for that Blow-dart tranq for Dad.... surprised Amazon didn't have one - heaven knows they have everything else.

Or maybe its because I have a job that is keeping my brain focused during the day and I don't have the mental capacity for a freak out by the time I get home.

Today I have indeed managed to churn out work and more work, plus write up a plan for my Ladies' group to deal with the new folks' stuff, sent a message to the girls with lots of details, and surprise! Made another list of stuff I have to do tonight, tomorrow and Thursday.

I'm always surprised when sleeping isn't on that list.

All right off to get something else done, add to my list -- need to start crossing off ....

Stay tuned for possible updates after the weekend  - and a nap or three.

What a difference a weekend makes...

Friday I was glum and unhappy.  I got home, loved my dog, walked my dog then loaded up my dog into the car, we did some errands, came home enjoyed dinner at home.

Saturday Bubba and I enjoyed breakfast together, I went and got pampered, then we went to VA for what was supposed to be a trip to the thrift store - it closed before we got there. OMG.  ANY way - had a nice lunch, Bubba was super happy I took him to an Indian Buffet I had one plate, he had 3 or maybe 4 I lost count.

We hit the big mall, he bought new shirts  hit the sale rack hard.  We got home, hit another store for his shirts (color we needed a certain color). Then hit cheap store one for stuff and kids birthday, then hit cheap store 2 when we couldn't find something in cheap store 1.  Got home, picked around because someone had 4 plates of Indian Buffet for lunch...

Sunday - ah Sunday.  Bubba left on Lulu and there was peace and productivity.  I got birthday gifts for the in-law contingent birthday and mailing wrapped.  I got glasses wrapped and packed for folks who didn't it to Bubba's big bash... Then I loaded up all that stuff, and the dog, and headed out.  Returned a shirt he bought Saturday - it had a stain on it. Got gas for next week as I am still without Carpool buddy - he's still home recovering from broken ankle surgery... Got cash for the weekend and shopping, then Post office and got all this stuff mailed, then doggie shop for Shelby goodies, and then grocery store and home.  That was quite the outing for Shelby, she slept a lot when we got home, I did laundry, dishes, prep for lunches and dinner, did the Ladies Group checkbook, did our bills, did the Church Service handout for the Rainbow girls, and answered email.

I've got an hour left in my working day and I wonder where the day went.  Have I mentioned how much I freaking love that???

Off to finish up the day and fight the good fight home...

Perhaps I will blame the weather

Blame the weather on what you may ask???  My mood, now I will grant you it's been a long week, Girls' Group meeting, more adults than kids, coordinating rides, packing, crap, crap and more crap.  Then my Mom driving from PA to MD and back again to make a dress for a kid, worry, worry that she's OK back and forth and I'm the reason she's on the road and losing sleep....

Plus it freaking snowed! last night, now granted it only stuck to the grass which is a good thing.

I worked all day yesterday, went to happy hour with a lot of people I didn't know but were nice and chatty, left that, drove into rush hour traffic, around rush hour traffic and back into rush hour traffic into downtown.. for a meeting.  Yes I did nod off once or twice... there were communications..zzzz

I was noting to myself on the way home, that everyone around me is moving up, moving around and doing new things.  Oh granted I have a new job, new faces, no office mate and on that front things are going well.  The new boss had a one on one with me and said she was very happy to have me here.  I think my lack of satisfaction is all my volunteering.

I complain I don't have time for X-Y-and Z... but thing again I'm tired of doing the same thing for basically zippo appreciation for the job.  I know I am going to work my tail off next weekend, and get the usual meaningless platitudes and get all cranky all over again.  But I'll be tired and go home and go to bed.  that will help.

I don't know what's wrong with me.  I'm tired.  I have an unplanned weekend.  I don't see me leaving the house for much.

Up side, beach week is planned, vacation is on the books, so - I got that going for me, which is nice. 

I got 20 minutes left in my work week... I have only 3 days next week.

My dog likes me.

:-)  Positive.  I think I'll bake something chocolate this weekend and maybe I'll share.