There is nothing more cumbersome than not being able to escape shit when it is coming at you from multiple directions. Even worse, when shit from at least one direction just doesn’t seem to give any indication that it’ll be easing any time soon. Talk about a drag.
It’s really brought myself to the forefront and what I choices I have, what I could realistically manage on my own, and what I need to just do. However, making a plan and putting it into action is kind of difficult when you’re me because I’m queen of that kind of shit. It’s also a matter of pride, not that I have much right now. How much pride can you possibly have when you’re married to a guy that, ultimately, probably just doesn’t give a shit? I haven’t done anything that I can seriously be proud of in a while and that’s eating away at my self-confidence. I need to do something for me and soon.
One thing that helped take some of that “I’m trying but not really getting anywhere” pressure off was stepping down as an admin on Veracity. I was trying to be as helpful as I could, but the truth was, I just wasn’t. I didn’t have the experience and aptitude to take care of things to help Jenn out where she most needed it. Thankfully someone else stepped up and there’s a good team in play at various levels to help take care of things now. Communication with members is up and running and that’s always a good thing!
This week I suffered from either a flu or, I’m thinking, tonsillitis. I went to a manager’s house for a get-together and halfway through I started feeling absolutely crummy. I ignored it and stuck it out for another hour until a bunch of others started leaving and made my way home from there. When I got home, I was just overwhelmed with body aches and chills. I’m not sure if my skin feeling sensitive to everything would fall under either of those, but I had that, too. I went to work the next day not feeling as crappy, but that didn’t last long. Thankfully my shift was short and when the husband picked me up, we stopped by the supermarket to get some illness goodies. He was inside and apparently a little old lady asked him what he was looking for and he told her about his sick wife. She asked about my symptoms and from that she surmised I had the flu, so she helped him pick out some teas, flu medicines, honey and lemons. She instructed him on what I should do with it all and wished me to feel better. What a sweet gesture! It makes me miss my mommy. She’d be doing something like that for me. I downed some NyQuil, tried some of the tea and slept. Thankfully I had the next two days off. I slowly felt better day after day, but I still have issues with my tonsils and for whatever reason, my taste buds are messed up. It’s as if my bitter ones are still at 100% but all of the others have been anywhere from 25-75%. It’s kind of gross. I’d say it’s worse than having a completely stuffed up nose and not being able to tasting anything at all! I looked it up and it apparently can happen if you take too many antihistamines, which I did the first day I started treating everything in case I was having some sort of allergy attack.
Now the husband is suffering from some form of what I had. He’s coughing, though, which isn’t a symptom I was suffering from, thankfully. He had an awful day of overtime today/tonight and he came home tired and sick as hell, which strangely enough, resembled him drunk and ornery. Needless to say, I wasn’t amused at his attitude, even if he is sick and had a bad day. I actually was stuck at work for almost 2 hours after I clocked out, waiting for him to pick me up. I was getting more pissed thinking he’d gone out after work to have some fun with his friends but he really wasn’t let off work until almost 2 hours after I was off. Two ornery people doesn’t make for a good time, but other than the messages I sent him wondering where the eff he was, I didn’t shit on him more since he was so bad off. I hate when I want to be angry but I should actually be feeling sympathetic. Eugh. Talk about a conundrum.
My mom tells me that the husband and my dad are so very much alike in their personalities… I really feel for her more than ever, since they’ll be married 28 years this year.