Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Stressed is DANGEROUS misspelled
I realize it's not attractive to complain but I just gotta do some kvetching!
First off my job is fun, but it's also 6 hours a day of putting out one fire after another. I'm working in a program with 250 kids between the ages of 5 and 14, and also supervising college and teen workers. I'm truly grateful for this position and I'm learning TONS but there's just no time to breathe.
Then I come home to become a nagging mother who just wants the dirty dishes and piles of crap picked up already.
Then you factor in this bizarre weather pattern. The tornado sirens have gone off more in the last month then they did in my first 47 years on Earth. And usually on the weekends.
And my bike makes so much noise that I actually attract attention. SQUEAK, SQUEAK, SQUEALLLLL!!!!
Then there's still the extreme financial crisis. Remember I told you about our evil mortgage company and their even MORE evil Realtors? Remember how they refused our offer for $250G's to keep our home? Then refused our $190G's short sale offer cuz the Realtor said it was worth $30 or $40G's more? Well, they now have it on the market for $159,000. And we can't make an offer because we now don't qualify for a loan because they refused all our previous offers and ruined our credit.
Yeah, I'm stressed.