It's almost like I can't get a break with people and their jobs. I swear...this year has been one of the toughest I've had to face on the career forefront.
This past weekend WHF told me that he once again was unhappy in his job.
What I think happened was he was having a rough week and his temporary boss (his boss is on leave for what I imagine is a medical emergency) told him about all the work he was going to have him do, right before he left on Friday. Of course, this would stress anyone out, but my workaholic husband, it stressed him MAJORLY.
And part of his problem is that he needs someone else to be working under him and they haven't hired anyone yet. Especially since his boss is out. Don't want to hire just anyone. So, WHF is stuck doing part of the work of the missing person, on top of the work he's normally supposed to do.
So all weekend I had to talk to him about work and why he should stay and how he should just take it one day at a time...one little project at a time. That if he would just wait it out, it will more than likely be better in a year. At least that's my hope.
I promised him he could start looking for different jobs. That I wouldn't be upset if he did. I did tell him he couldn't just quit this one outright, which is something that he wanted to do this weekend too.
Then, as if I didn't have enough problems, I had to convince my brother to do the same thing today too.
He also hates his job and wants to quit, but I told him he needs to stick it out, find a new job, then quit. But he's more of a rash decision person. So I was really fearful he might just go and quit.
He was suppose to go to work today and he left my work 10 minutes before, saying, I'm going where my car takes me on his way out.
Surprisingly enough, it did take him to work. So I guess my talk got through to him. Which, trust me, I was surprised about. Very surprised.
I guess I'm a good listener and that's why everyone keeps coming to me with everything...guess this is really my only place to vent.
Monday, June 30, 2008
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Help!
So it's been an interesting 24 hours to say the least. Although from some of my previous blog posts, you might have been able to tell this was sorta coming. Looking back, I know it makes sense to me. But, of course, that's hindsight for you.
As you may have noticed, my brother has been having some issues lately and has been constantly coming to me for advice. I've been trying to help the best I can, but I'm only one small person, without any sort of degree in medicine, so I can't say I've been very good at my advice for him. I've just helped him in the way that I would handle situations.
Last night, my mom and my brother were talking. (I'm assuming she originally wanted to talk to him about staying in his job, b/c he hates it and REALLY wants to quit and she wants him to stay b/c he makes really good money there for not having a degree of any sorts.) She said that while they were talking, my brother said he needed help. That he thought he needed some kind of medication to help him cope with life.
So today, my mom called a psychiatrist that came from the reference of my old pediatrician. She scheduled an appointment for him of Friday. The psychiatrist said that if he needed help before then, that he was to go to the hospital and they would help him there.
Well, not long after, my brother comes storming in here crying his eyes out. His boyfriend broke up with him and he was devastated. He was shaking and crying so hard, I thought he was gonna throw up. My mom had gone out for a bit, so I called her and asked her if she wanted me to take my brother to the hospital. She said she'd be back in 15 minutes and that she'd do it.
She took him to the hospital and all I know is that he went in and didn't want to kill himself, which is a great sign. (You also must know, my brother has cut himself before about a year ago or less in attempt to kill himself, which is why he should have gone to the Dr. a long time ago! Even I knew that!)
My mom was talking to me earlier, and we think that a disease like bipolar disease runs in our family. We have a sneaking suspicion that my uncle could be. We also think my grandpa might have been...of course, all this is in hindsight...but both were very troubled and both drank heavily. The drinking could have been a coping mechanism. But both sides of my family have very troubled pasts.
I am feeling a mixture of emotions. The first one is sadness. Because my brother has to go through all this...and it definitely can't be easy. It was so hard sitting here, watching him ball his eyes out and not being able to console him. However, most of me is happy. Happy he's finally going to be getting the help I've been thinking he needed for a long time. He's always been so mood swingy...and he's angry all the time, it seems. I'm just hoping that all this turns out for the best for him.
I'll keep you updated.
As you may have noticed, my brother has been having some issues lately and has been constantly coming to me for advice. I've been trying to help the best I can, but I'm only one small person, without any sort of degree in medicine, so I can't say I've been very good at my advice for him. I've just helped him in the way that I would handle situations.
Last night, my mom and my brother were talking. (I'm assuming she originally wanted to talk to him about staying in his job, b/c he hates it and REALLY wants to quit and she wants him to stay b/c he makes really good money there for not having a degree of any sorts.) She said that while they were talking, my brother said he needed help. That he thought he needed some kind of medication to help him cope with life.
So today, my mom called a psychiatrist that came from the reference of my old pediatrician. She scheduled an appointment for him of Friday. The psychiatrist said that if he needed help before then, that he was to go to the hospital and they would help him there.
Well, not long after, my brother comes storming in here crying his eyes out. His boyfriend broke up with him and he was devastated. He was shaking and crying so hard, I thought he was gonna throw up. My mom had gone out for a bit, so I called her and asked her if she wanted me to take my brother to the hospital. She said she'd be back in 15 minutes and that she'd do it.
She took him to the hospital and all I know is that he went in and didn't want to kill himself, which is a great sign. (You also must know, my brother has cut himself before about a year ago or less in attempt to kill himself, which is why he should have gone to the Dr. a long time ago! Even I knew that!)
My mom was talking to me earlier, and we think that a disease like bipolar disease runs in our family. We have a sneaking suspicion that my uncle could be. We also think my grandpa might have been...of course, all this is in hindsight...but both were very troubled and both drank heavily. The drinking could have been a coping mechanism. But both sides of my family have very troubled pasts.
I am feeling a mixture of emotions. The first one is sadness. Because my brother has to go through all this...and it definitely can't be easy. It was so hard sitting here, watching him ball his eyes out and not being able to console him. However, most of me is happy. Happy he's finally going to be getting the help I've been thinking he needed for a long time. He's always been so mood swingy...and he's angry all the time, it seems. I'm just hoping that all this turns out for the best for him.
I'll keep you updated.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Cupcakes
I was at the store today and ran in to get some milk (it's always when you run in to get milk, isn't it?) As I was walking the store looking for some other ingredients to make this dish my BIL made for us on Sunday, I went past the cake aisle. $32 later I had 2 different cake mixes, a can of icing, a muffin tin, and a new measuring cup...all stuff I did not need when I walked into the store.
So, I proceeded to make cupcakes today because I'd seen an article in a cooking magazine about black and white cupcakes. At first, I attempted to make them the way that they did...half chocolate on one side, have yellow on the other...then I just said screw it b/c it was too hard for me to grasp, so I just did half one flavor on bottom, half the other flavor on top...
Well, apparently, I didn't know how much you were supposed to fill the sleeves with...and I filled them full...
This is what my cupcakes looked like when I was done...oops! At least they're edible! :D
My next batch, I will not be filling the pan up so high!!! Yikes!
Monday, June 16, 2008
WHF Really Is Sweet Sometimes
I got an email from WHF today while he was at work today. We'd been having a tiny bit of a rough weekend...nothing major, just weren't really clicking 100%.
So anyway, on is way to work this morning he must have heard something on the radio that really resonated with him...Here's the wonderful email he sent...
It's things like that that really remind me of how much I love him. He really is the most wonderful guy in the world.
So anyway, on is way to work this morning he must have heard something on the radio that really resonated with him...Here's the wonderful email he sent...
Good morning sweetie,
I was listening to this radio show today and they were talking about how successful marriages are the one's in which the couples do stuff together and enjoy doing similar activities and I think we are pretty good at this. I think of you as my best friend and that is no joke I really do enjoy spending all my time with you and wish I could spend more.
I just wanted to say that and I love you so much.
It's things like that that really remind me of how much I love him. He really is the most wonderful guy in the world.
Friday, June 13, 2008
Oh Brother
So, I don't always understand my brother. I love him so much, but so often he can become so frustrating, so quickly.
Since we've grown up now, (and I've moved out of the house) we get along fabulously. No major fights, everything is hunky dory.
That is until he finds out dirt about me. It doesn't even have to be big dirt...it can be something really stupid, but he will take the opportunity to essentially tell on me, trying to get me in trouble. Or at least get some disapproving looks. Basically, he tries to embarrass me.
What really frustrates me though is that I have so much dirt on him, yet I don't EVER tell. I keep my mouth shut. What I don't understand is why don't I get the same type of courtesy?
I know he's had issues with me since we were kids. He always thought I was treated as though I was the golden child...and he's partly right. I believe my parents did like me better in some respects. I was smarter, I tried hard in school, I didn't cause trouble, and I simply kept my nose to the grindstone. I knew all I had to do was get by and I'd be out of their house soon enough.
Him, he has pushed every single button he could. He wasn't a good student, he isn't driven, still hasn't gone to college yet, mouths off constantly, gets away with things I never would have dreamed of (like WHF was never allowed in my room...but him...his b/f and him are in his room all the time!) I know he always compares himself to me...but at some point, it's just not worth it to.
Which brings me back to my topic...I wish he didn't feel the need to compete with me so harshly. Because it really bothers me that he constantly has to try to get me to look bad. There's no need for it. But if I really wanted to be ignorant...you bet your booty I could definitely spill some of his dirt. Unfortunately for me, I'm not that kind of girl.
Since we've grown up now, (and I've moved out of the house) we get along fabulously. No major fights, everything is hunky dory.
That is until he finds out dirt about me. It doesn't even have to be big dirt...it can be something really stupid, but he will take the opportunity to essentially tell on me, trying to get me in trouble. Or at least get some disapproving looks. Basically, he tries to embarrass me.
What really frustrates me though is that I have so much dirt on him, yet I don't EVER tell. I keep my mouth shut. What I don't understand is why don't I get the same type of courtesy?
I know he's had issues with me since we were kids. He always thought I was treated as though I was the golden child...and he's partly right. I believe my parents did like me better in some respects. I was smarter, I tried hard in school, I didn't cause trouble, and I simply kept my nose to the grindstone. I knew all I had to do was get by and I'd be out of their house soon enough.
Him, he has pushed every single button he could. He wasn't a good student, he isn't driven, still hasn't gone to college yet, mouths off constantly, gets away with things I never would have dreamed of (like WHF was never allowed in my room...but him...his b/f and him are in his room all the time!) I know he always compares himself to me...but at some point, it's just not worth it to.
Which brings me back to my topic...I wish he didn't feel the need to compete with me so harshly. Because it really bothers me that he constantly has to try to get me to look bad. There's no need for it. But if I really wanted to be ignorant...you bet your booty I could definitely spill some of his dirt. Unfortunately for me, I'm not that kind of girl.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Once again...I believe the Dr. Is In
I swear...is there really a sign on me that says, if you have relationship issues, I'm your girl?
My brother is still worried about his boyfriend. They were doing fine together, but just over the past few days, his b/f has been kind of distant and stand-offish. I told my brother, it probably doesn't have anything to do with him. And I'm probably right as he told my his boyfriend got yelled at majorly today at work. So, my guess is work or possibly his family is bugging him. Not my brother. But who knows. My brother just called me and said he'd just gotten done crying at work.
Then, as if he isn't enough...Leslie's been calling me trying to get advice about what she should do about this married guy she's interested in. I told her stay far away. She said he's getting a divorce...I said wait until you see divorce proceedings going on. B/c things just get WAY messy in situations like that. It is never good and then you end up being an idiot and getting hurt. Because even if a guy says, oh yeah, I'm leaving my wife...it doesn't mean he actually is. He could just be saying that. Of course, she proceeded to tell him now that she has feelings for him...and he told her the same. I'm just really hoping she doesn't get hurt. Because that could be bad news bears!
In my life...thank God it's been relatively easy. Nothing spectacular going on except that in just a few minutes I'm finally leaving to see Sex and the City. Which to me is quite exciting. :D
Anyway, I'll give you a review when I get back. (Won't give anything away.)
My brother is still worried about his boyfriend. They were doing fine together, but just over the past few days, his b/f has been kind of distant and stand-offish. I told my brother, it probably doesn't have anything to do with him. And I'm probably right as he told my his boyfriend got yelled at majorly today at work. So, my guess is work or possibly his family is bugging him. Not my brother. But who knows. My brother just called me and said he'd just gotten done crying at work.
Then, as if he isn't enough...Leslie's been calling me trying to get advice about what she should do about this married guy she's interested in. I told her stay far away. She said he's getting a divorce...I said wait until you see divorce proceedings going on. B/c things just get WAY messy in situations like that. It is never good and then you end up being an idiot and getting hurt. Because even if a guy says, oh yeah, I'm leaving my wife...it doesn't mean he actually is. He could just be saying that. Of course, she proceeded to tell him now that she has feelings for him...and he told her the same. I'm just really hoping she doesn't get hurt. Because that could be bad news bears!
In my life...thank God it's been relatively easy. Nothing spectacular going on except that in just a few minutes I'm finally leaving to see Sex and the City. Which to me is quite exciting. :D
Anyway, I'll give you a review when I get back. (Won't give anything away.)
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
The Ants Go Marching One By One
Well, since I've been kinda lax on the updates recently...I figured I'd give you another one...all be it...a more mundane episode. (Ah...grown up life...never as exciting as you think it's going to be. lol!)
So, Sunday, I'm looking around my house...and all the sudden I see a HUGE carpenter ant in my house. I do what any normal person would do and kill it. Then I see another one, and another one, and another one. Crap. I have an ant infestation. This is definitely not good. And of course it was Sunday, so I couldn't call the exterminator to come spray "deadly goodness" around my house, so I had to worry about ants crawling all around my house the whole day. Ick!
I called on Monday and the exterminator came out yesterday to spray. Funny thing is...I think I already killed most of the ants. lol! It's been a day, and I've only seen a few dead ants in my house now.
But at least I know I'm now protected for 90 days. So, I don't have to worry. Because I didn't want my house to turn into one of those horror movies where the ants over take the house and kill us all. (Ok...that could be me over-dramaticizing things...lol!) But it makes me happier knowing that now that possiblity isn't there anymore. :D
So, Sunday, I'm looking around my house...and all the sudden I see a HUGE carpenter ant in my house. I do what any normal person would do and kill it. Then I see another one, and another one, and another one. Crap. I have an ant infestation. This is definitely not good. And of course it was Sunday, so I couldn't call the exterminator to come spray "deadly goodness" around my house, so I had to worry about ants crawling all around my house the whole day. Ick!
I called on Monday and the exterminator came out yesterday to spray. Funny thing is...I think I already killed most of the ants. lol! It's been a day, and I've only seen a few dead ants in my house now.
But at least I know I'm now protected for 90 days. So, I don't have to worry. Because I didn't want my house to turn into one of those horror movies where the ants over take the house and kill us all. (Ok...that could be me over-dramaticizing things...lol!) But it makes me happier knowing that now that possiblity isn't there anymore. :D
Another One Bites The Dust
Well, it appears that another one of my best friends is now back on the market. Leslie is now single :( But luckily, she seems relatively happy about the news. Which is always good to hear, I guess.
I found out she was single again on facebook and knew it was serious when it said she was looking for boxes. (She and her boyfriend lived together.) She said they broke up b/c she was unhappy in the relationship and had been for a while. But what broke the camel's back was the fact that he thought she was cheating on him...something that she definitely wasn't. Her exact words to me on why they broke up...he's f#%#(&* crazy. I guess that just about does it. lol!
So, she'll be moving back home now...which is good for me b/c now I'll get to see her again more often. Before she lived about an hour to an hour and a half drive...and that just wasn't gonna happen on a regular basis. And now that Becker and her have "made up" a bit...we can all hang out together, instead of me hanging out with Leslie and me hanging out with Becker on two separate occasions. I've already promised Leslie that my first order of business when she moves back home is to have a girl's night and see "Sex & The City." I'm dying to see it...but I will wait for her.
Life really is funny though. B/c I saw Leslie and her boyfriend a week ago and all was well. It's amazing how much a week can change things.
I found out she was single again on facebook and knew it was serious when it said she was looking for boxes. (She and her boyfriend lived together.) She said they broke up b/c she was unhappy in the relationship and had been for a while. But what broke the camel's back was the fact that he thought she was cheating on him...something that she definitely wasn't. Her exact words to me on why they broke up...he's f#%#(&* crazy. I guess that just about does it. lol!
So, she'll be moving back home now...which is good for me b/c now I'll get to see her again more often. Before she lived about an hour to an hour and a half drive...and that just wasn't gonna happen on a regular basis. And now that Becker and her have "made up" a bit...we can all hang out together, instead of me hanging out with Leslie and me hanging out with Becker on two separate occasions. I've already promised Leslie that my first order of business when she moves back home is to have a girl's night and see "Sex & The City." I'm dying to see it...but I will wait for her.
Life really is funny though. B/c I saw Leslie and her boyfriend a week ago and all was well. It's amazing how much a week can change things.
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