This week has been a bit of a drain and a strain, and the writing suffered for it.
I refused to give a refund to someone - to make a long story short she simply wasn't entitled to one. She told me I didn't know how to run a business. She said I should get a degree. She said I would be very, very sorry. She told me I was mental, and childish. She called me - ready for this? - she called me a skank! And then she went outside to her car, got an empty coffee cup, and threw it at our door.
A family member is angry at me because of a decision I made. I am sad, but I am not changing my mind.
Little Boy has his first detention today. Apparently, his best friend slammed a door on his fingers, and so he punched his friend in the stomach, and knocked him into a wall where he bumped his head. It's interesting to note that the Vice Principal, on calling my husband, was audibly relieved to find that we supported her decision to punish the little Berserker, and indeed said Little Berserker is finding that there really are a lot of nasty chores that need doing around the house and yard this week. I'm grateful that his BF's mom says, never mind, they're boys, these things happen sometimes. And the BF has already pretty much forgotten the whole thing.
And unrelated to all this, I said something stupid and insensitive and I feel rotten about it.
So this morning, I said Cindy you need to write. So I got myself out of bed, and made some coffee, and laid my fingertips on the keys. That's when Pebbles woke up. She would not go back to sleep. Then Little Boy came in and spilled my whole entire cup of coffee on the carpet. That's when I taught my children an important life skill: How to say SHIT. And hell, it was going to happen sometime. Why not today?
So I'm just going to wander off and answer the voicemail now. I have two beta reads going, I hope today I'll finish my comments on one and read my way into the middle of the other. I'm going to listen to Joshua Radin, especially this one:
7 comments:
Mmkay~
1) Skanky is as Skanky does (sourcing Forrest Gump) Pfffft!
2)Your family member will get over it.
3)You boy is simply learning boundaries ... life lessons.
4)Say you are sorry ... they'll know you mean it.
5)Shit??? You are worried about Shit? Oh girl ... my kids have heard a few prized comments come outta my mouth ... they have to learn it somewhere.
6) And most important of all: *hugs* you are loved. Be nice to you.
Love.
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Aw. Sounds like a rough week.
You're doing fine, bb. Everybody has weeks like that when people go crazy around you. Hold tough, and keep loving. It'll be okay.
(HUGS)
Hi Dani!
I laughed out loud at your Buh-Bye February post, BTW.
Thank you. I'm not used to being yelled at by my customers, our service is actually very good (if I do say so myself.) We've talked it over and over, and I think this lady was simply off her meds.
As for the rest, I am blessed to be bothered. You can't have family and children without this stuff, and it's all Small Stuff. It just has a certain cumulative effect, no? (You're the expert at this, I think!)
Hi Susan:
Happy Belated!
Thank you, it has been quite a week. I bought myself a giant bottle of peach schnapps on the wayhome yesterday, and am planning to make myself a nice tall Mango Bellini later on. What issues I can't kill off through honest work during the day, I shall drown in my glass later on!
Hope it worked! The drowning, I mean :-)
Here's a song link for you - well, it's close to your name...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EGSu6SzW6-k&feature=PlayList&p=0D792AB7AC7B6AC0&index=10
I like that one, thanks! I used to listen to Blue Rodeo often, but then I bought The Days In Between, and it was such a depressing album I wanted to slit my wrists. *G* I guess I wandered away after that.
That's funny. I just read an interview with Jim Cuddy (http://heartbreaktrail.wordpress.com/2009/11/16/blue-rodeo-the-things-we-left-behind-the-interviews-part-2-jim-cuddy/) where he's talking about the two albums before that one and how difficult they were. But you've gotta listen to the latest one, it's amazing!
Word verification: ovials
Kinda fits with peenie, no? *g*
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