Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Call Me Grumpy...

Okay, I'm going to vent a little bit here today... so please excuse the negativity... I just want to vent out some anger.

So I'm sitting at work, trying to squeeze everything possible into the day. Working my best at work, doing quotes and orders while trying to totally re-arrange two rooms in the office while the bosses are out - and trying to still manage to fit in the things I need to do for the kids. I talked to Karen about Justin's psychiatric visit: see, the initial psyc evaluation said that, due to a prior history of depression and such, Justin needed to see a psychiatrist. Now, Kayla and Kayte are seeing a counselor, but not a psychiatrist. So, I need to find him a Psychiatrist. Karen referred me to one place whom I called but they wouldn't take his Medicaid because he had Tricare, so I had to take care of calling Tricare to get a list of doctors, call each one and see if they are accepting new patients, if so how far out are they scheduling, then once I made an appt, I have to call and get authorization from Tricare and then call the doctor's office back with that info. So I do all of this. Then I run home at lunch and clean up the mess from the kids having breakfast and try to figure out what I'm going to cook for dinner, before having to run back to work to finish out my afternoon. Also between working, phones and all that good stuff I am trying to write a letter to an attorney who is trying to sue Kayla in a civil suit regarding her shoplifting experience. They had already told us they would drop it and not require us to pay them any money (they said they would simply 'go away' for a mere $200 immediately), and now they say we never responded so they are proceeding with the lawsuit. Karen and I both talked to this attorney, so I sent him over a letter. Again... still working my butt off at work. So - I look at Julie's status message on Yahoo and she's "laying down watching TV, leave a message"... and all I can think is... I'm working my ASS off here providing everything I can for her kids. She wants their allowance money to buy them freaking candy... and she's laying down all fricking day watching TV? I mean... if she simply worked at 7-11 FOUR hours a week, she'd have earned what the three kids make in allowance money. FOUR FLIPPING HOURS. But no... she has no money... she needs their allowance money to buy them candy.... and she's laying down watching TV as I'm sitting here stressed up to my EYEBALLS.

Sigh

Breathe in... breathe out....

I really don't know why the candy - of all things - is a 'hot button' for me. I mean, it's their allowance and the kids can spend it on whatever they want. That's not the issue and I know it. It's how come Julie can't just realize that this is something the kids want from her - something that only she can provide (as they don't sell it up here) and just do what it takes to buy it for them, if that's what they want and what she wants to do. Like I said, she could earn the $30 she'd have taken from them by simply working a tiny little job.

Okay, now I feel somewhat better. Thanks for letting me vent.

So I went to a rehearsal last night for Toast of Tampa. It was really good to see everyone there. No... not good... it was awesome. I immediately felt like I needed to work and sing, as soon as I got there. Too funny. But we didn't do any singing last night... and they raised the monthly dues! Sheesh! I talked to everyone who would listen about how God has come into my life and has been working so much on the kids and my family. I found myself recognizing how different that was from the last time I was there. And... funny... how happy it made others to hear how wonderful God is.

I wanted to grab music last night and say 'sign me up for the audition process right now!'... but I felt God telling me to just be patient. It was the right time... the right chorus... and that a week from now would make no difference. I really don't want to begin again and have to quit again shortly thereafter... I want to make sure this is something I can commit to. They are going to Calgary for International Competition... and that's going to be expensive, but it won't be until 2007.... so I have time.

Speaking of time... I really should run. Say a prayer for Doug and the kids. And... I guess say a prayer for me... that I can get the not-so-nice thoughts (as I was just vening about) out of my head.

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