
We were suppose to have our house carpeted Friday, they called and changed it to today. That was fine it just meant that I had to bust my but yesterday to get everything but the furniture moved out of the rooms. There was a lot packed into the spare bedroom and the playroom. The spare bedroom is used partially as storage too. As I was stripping the last bed this morning they called to say the installer had an abscessed tooth and could not come today and hopefully he would be able to come tomorrow or maybe Saturday. Usually I would have felt sorry for the guy and said that. I would have said I hope you feel better. When his boss called I would have said I understand whenever he can come then have him come. I could not muster up any of this and I was probably rude on the phone. I really did not say much to the installer but hello and buy. When his boss called he said do you want to have us do it tomorrow or wait until Friday I said given the fact that everything is out all over the place, I have young children, and I had just stripped all the beds this morning before he called I would like it done as soon as possible in my not so nice tone. I am annoyed. Especially because it is a pain in the but for carpet I really don't get to enjoy. It is not the worst thing that can happen to me I know and I know things come up that you cannot do anything about. I never yelled, I never said mean things, I just did not have a nice tone and for once I don't care. I am in a mood this week and I am staying that way and right now his abscessed tooth is not my problem. So hopefully they will come tomorrow but who knows.
Next week I will also feel bad about the clerk in payless yesterday but today I don't care. We went in to get Abby a second new pair of ballet shoes in two months time. She grew out of the others. They seemed fine in the store but within a few weeks they were already extremely small on her. It was late and I just wanted to gets shoes and leave in five minutes. We get in there and Ainsley starts running all over the store trying to find something to measure her feet with even though I had asked her to stay next to me. When I was trying on Abby shoes she was dancing all around and then ran off as soon as they were on. This is when the clerk enters. I know she does not know I am having a bad week. I know it is not her fault, I never yelled at her, I just had my annoyed tone. She asked if she could measure the kids feet. No Thank you especially because I am pretty sure that Abby's feet would measure and 8 1/2 and I bought 9 1/2 ballet shoes, I don't believe in measuring my kids feet because all shoes are different these days. It is clear by now I am not happy with my kids and I am in a hurry but she continues to engage my kids in a conversation. She might be trying to help but really I just wanted her to leave me alone so I could get out of there. So I will be sorry next week that I was rude to her and sometimes I wish we could wear signs. It would help my husband and also many store clerks. It would say I am having a bad day, don't talk to me, it will not end well. It would be nice to have that sign that says please talk to my kids I need a distraction. How about that one that says I am trying to teach my kids a lesson just go along with what I say.
I know that my life is amazing compared to many. Times are very tough right now and I feel incredibly lucky to be in the position I am in. I know it when I hear about the military family that has been trying to do a short sell on their house for a year and cannot get out of it. He was deployed and she with her young kids was sent to the city he was stationed out of and they will not help them get out of their house here. He is putting his life at risk and they bail out lots of other people but not them. I know I am lucky when everywhere I go people are talking about how they were laid off and trying to look for work and how terrible unemployment pay is. I know I am lucky when I hear about all the people who are really sick and their prognosis is not good. I know this but I am taking a week to feel sorry for myself and then I will get back to trying to have a positive attitude.



2 comments:
I'm sorry you are having a bad week and I wish there was something I could do to help. It sucks to be in a funk and then when I finally come out of it not only do I feel badly for how I came across but also because I truly do lead a charmed life compared to many and I actually had the nerve to complain. I hope you feel better soon, at least by Monday. Just kidding!
I'm sorry you are having a bad week. Moving, and all that it entails, can be so overwhelming. Hopefully, you will pull out of it soon and hopefully, blogging helps!
Let me know if you need any help. I am always willing to help out!
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