Home » anxiety » Sliced and Diced

Sliced and Diced

I feel pulled in about a million different directions lately.

There are a lot of things going on, but it’s hard to pin just one of them down long enough to finish what needs to be done.

So I’m slicing and dicing this week.  A little here, a little there, and hope I end up with something that resembles a cohesive whole instead of something that ends up being fed to the dog.

I'll take the mess - no problem!

Here’s a little bit of what’s been going on:
 
*I’m trying to get the house ready for when the grand-baby gets here.  We have to clean the basement (which is difficult with Future-Son-In-Law leaving his stuff all over the floor, chairs, tv, tables, couch, etc.)  I also need to clean up the spare bedroom down there so we can get EldestDaughter’s and FSIL’s stuff in there.  Is it too late to call the reality show that helps people organize their homes and lives?  Yeah… I thought so.  They’d call it a “fail” anyway, I think. 
 
*Went out with some co-workers on Friday night.  It was fun – but I felt too old for the crowd.  I think I’m supposed to be having some kind of “mid-life crisis” over this?  Well, I’m not.  I like hanging out and laughing occasionally, but the party-girl era has passed.  I’d rather sit in a quieter restaraunt or bar and be able to actually have a chat with someone than be in a place that’s so crowded that taking a deep breath causes you to get accused of sexual harassment. I no longer remember where the fun is in attempting to stand still in a room jam-packed full of sweaty, drunken people who think screaming at the top of your lungs to be heard is the sign of a “good time”.
 
*And on that same tangent… I’m tired of people who think I should be on one side of the fence or the other when it comes to being friendly with others.
I can get along with a lot of different types of people, and I don’t have to bad-mouth either side to do it.  If others want to play the “my side/their side” game, count me out.   I had a friend who was extremely jealous of anyone I spent time with outside of that friendship.  Just because I talk to other people and can get along, doesn’t mean I’m any less of a friend.  I’m just not getting in the middle of the dispute.
 
*I want ED home.  She’s been away for almost a whole month, and I’m worried that she’s all alone at the end of her pregnancy.  There’s supposedly a winter storm coming on the day I’m supposed to be bringing her home, and she’s 2 hours away.  I’m praying as hard as I can that the weather holds out until we get her through my front door.  Then we can all relax a bit.
 
*OnlySon and I need to do something together again.  I feel like I’ve been neglecting him, even though he’s with his father a lot, and isn’t even home most weekends.  We need to do something – baking, book-shopping, something fun.  He has been getting along really well with A lately, though.  They’ve been talking “dude-stuff”, and OnlySon has been having a blast, giggling so hard he almost has a seizure.  I’m so glad they’re getting along – and fear that I’ve created a testosterone monster dynamic in which I end up out-numbered and getting the “It’s a guy thing” speech, complete with the rolling eyes and conspiratorial glances at each other.
 
*YoungerDaughter is having a rough time with her crush.  I’m trying to be as understanding as I can, but I’m truly not comfortable with her contemplating dating this guy.  He’s a decade older than her, they’re in completely different stages of their lives, and… did I mention he’s a decade older than her?  I know I can’t be hypocritical about this, because my brother and sister-in-law are 12 years apart, but at least they were both adults when they met.  YD is still just a teenager.  It does make a difference now, even if it won’t in a few years.
 
*I’m working on trying to get things ready for YD’s graduation in May.  There’s so much that has to be done, it’s a daunting task.  And, since the divorce, I have to organize it by myself, plus still keep the household running – with the addition of 2 more people (ED and FSIL), and the promise of another one (grand-baby) on the way next month.  Daunting, indeed. May is a lot closer than it appears at first glance.  I’m feeling a little like the White Rabbit from Alice in Wonderland, and wondering what I did with my pocketwatch – and my sanity?
 
But… as a wise man once said…
Well said, Mr. Bueller… well said.
 
Advertisements

9 thoughts on “Sliced and Diced

    • LOL 😀 Thanks! My life is a never-ending spiral of swirling drama… rather like looking into a toilet that’s just been flushed. After the level drops, it fills right back up again!

  1. ” I no longer remember where the fun is in attempting to stand still in a room jam-packed full of sweaty, drunken people who think screaming at the top of your lungs to be heard is the sign of a “good time”.”

    I’m so with you on this.

    What were we thinking?

    What are they thinking?

    Who cares…lol

  2. Breathless… and laughed til I had to grab a kleenex and “shush the 4 leggeds” that I set off on a bark spree…
    “I’d rather sit in a quieter restaraunt or bar and be able to actually have a chat with someone than be in a place that’s so crowded that taking a deep breath causes you to get accused of sexual harassment”
    that just did me in, and truer words never spoken,
    I feel ya here, and it is amazing how quickly others can throw everything into a whirlwind of activities, of stress and worries… until we STOP… take pause and realize,
    “their problems are not our emergencies”… breathe dear one, and take time for YOU… you are your most precious resource, and now you have exhausted us all.
    haha
    be well, and stay blessed, (how bout a nice piano bar?)

    • LOL, funny thing is, my coworkers dragged me to this little hole in the wall bar, filled with college kids, because they wanted me to sing karaoke! No way you could hear anyone in there, amplified by speakers or not.

  3. Would it help to know that you’re not the only one being pulled every-which-way? Maybe not … it just makes me more tired knowing it’s not just me. LOL

    Glad to hear the son and A get along (too well?) but yeah, you’re gonna be stuck with lot’s of the “guy stuff”. 🙄

    Holding fair weather thoughts for you getting ED home before the storm hits! *hugs*

    • Ironic that, the storm never actually showed up where it was supposed to! I was able to get ED home, safe and sound, and hours earlier than originally planned. But it’s so nice having her at home again. I’m just so relieved now that she’s close, and I don’t have to worry about her so far away and so pregnant!

      It does help to know that I’m not the only one, and almost everyone around me, both at work and in my home life, are going through much the same process. It’s just so exhausting, as you know, trying to keep all those damn pins in the air while I’m learning how to juggle! They keep coming down on my head! Good thing I didn’t start out juggling chainsaws or torches or some stupid thing like that… 😉

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s