Tendencies on the horizon … *EDIT x 2

Remember the "Now don’t panic …" entry? Good thing I don’t panic or anything …

 
 
He’s baffled by the bruising below the ankle. He said the jack fell on his calf, where the small laceration is. I guess 40 lbs weights a lot. lol

He’s still having issues with his supervisor. He keeps mumbling out loud that "overseas is looking better and better." WTF? Seriously? Lord I hope he doesn’t develop new Einstein Tendencies … 

I mean, if that is what he really wants to do, fine. But get the overseas job first, then quit his current job. In that exact order. Please don’t do something stupid & quit first assuming you’ll get an overseas job. Because The Powers That Be do have a sense of humor, People.

Honestly, I don’t want to be stuck in this rinky-dink town while he is overseas. I really, truly do NOT. But there is no way we can sell this house without losing money so moving to Ohio while he is overseas is out of the question. I’m just really hoping that he’ll quit being so damn sensitive and blow everything his supervisor says off. I bet 75% of the things his supervisor does say, isn’t even related to Hubby. But Hubby is one of those people who thinks everyone is talking about him, is out to get him. I swear I married my mother some days! And if he would learn to accept that the world does NOT revolve around him, and not everything has to be about him, that would help his problems out also!

GAH! Men! A pox on all of your infuriating asses!!

 

The Child is like that also. For someone who doesn’t spend a whole lot of time with him, she sure does mimic him to a *T*. She drives me insane with that crap! Like for instance, one day she went grocery shopping with me. I asked her what Chefboyardee’s she wanted for the week. After I put Hubby’s choices in the cart, I put hers in. Then I was making my choices for me and she happened to look over and say, "I don’t want that! I told you I wanted …" I calmly stood up, faced her and said, "One, who in the hell do you think you are talking to in that manner? Two, and you are yelling because why? Three, you need to zip your mouth shut before I do it for you." I’m sure if she had asked or worded her statement differently, I wouldn’t have gotten my hackles up and blasted her that way. But I’m so sick of her thinking everything is about her also so I went on defensive.

"But I told you I didn’t want those, that I want … " she tried to tell me again, granted in a much calmer tone of voice.

"Yes, I know what you said. And if you had bothered to look in the cart, you would see all of your choices already in there." I replied to her with.

So she looked and then looked back up at me and said, "Well then why are you putting the ones I don’t want in the cart?"

Seriously kid? What kind of self-centered, egotistical BRAT am I raising?

So I did what any decent Mom worth her salt would do … I calmly reached in and started removing all of her and Hubby’s choices from the cart and placing them back on the shelf and then replaced them with all of my choices. Of course, she is going bonkers and asking, "What are you doing? I wanted those! Those are my choices!"

With a loving look upon my face, a voice even Angels would be proud of, I kindly informed her, "Since it never occurred to you that *I* might want to eat also, not just you and Daddy, I’m going to remind you the hard way that life isn’t ALL about you and ALL about what you want; that there are other people in this world also. And had you not been so self-centered, and thinking of just yourself, you would have realized I was picking out MY choices. So for the next week, we will all be eating my choices of Chefboyardee. And each time you take a bite of what you didn’t want, maybe, just maybe, it will help you to remember that life isn’t all about you. Then the next time you see me doing something you don’t like, you’ll shut your mouth before you speak and realize what is really going on."

Talk about pissed? Oh my goodness, she was livid! She refused to speak to me for hours! HA! Of course, Hubby wasn’t pleased with me either, only having the one choice of Chefboyardees but I gave him one of my "looks" that dared him to argue with me over why there was only one choice. He got over it. Food is food to him. But yeah, can I just say how tired I am of eating only spaghetti & meatballs? lol

Damn kids.

I still haven’t heard back from the hotel. Hubby is all over my case with "You need to call her!" Well, that would be a good suggestion if I could remember her name! So I am fixing to head over there in a few to ask her in person if I am going to get the job or not. I really don’t want to go remove wall paper lol. Speaking of which, I need to call Connie also … 

BTW the letter "K" on my laptop isn’t working properly. It takes a strong push to actually appear on the screen. So if I have misspelled words, especially if they are missing the letter "K" in them, that is why. I’m trying to catch them all but I am only human after all lol.

I reckon it is time to go push myself on the hotel manager. I’ll keep you informed …

Till next time … 

 
PS – Apparently I’m not such a mere mortal anymore … "Big Brother" does want to know what I am up to … 

PSS – persistence pays off … I got the job. I start my training tomorrow … oh boy …  

 

 

 

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