It's that time of the week to let my mind go wherever and my finger follow. I started this last night, waiting for my daughter outside a dressing room trying to buy at least one dress. Yes, she was stuck home last week, but holy buckets, wait until the last minute much? That will launch my first entry.
|Oh, Target. It's been a while.|
People Are So Different
My older daughter would have shopped weeks ago and been packed Sunday to leave Friday. This one will be taking clothes out of the dryer at midnight. Both raised the same, I'm probably in the middle in terms of event coordination of the two. I guess they each got 1/2 my style, but disproportionately split. Honestly, this is partially why we all get in each other's nerves after any other extended period. I can give grace for laxidasical time management, but only to a point. My older daughter has a quick tipping point to her frustration. The youngest feels imposed upon when people try to push her to hurry or meet their time frame. If we all end up sharing housing for a period, I anticipate the need for formed guidelines.
Working Elsewhere Thursdays
It became apparent yesterday that not only has DH driven me a bit batty on Thursdays, my daughter got it too. While it's going to be months more working from home, I think I need to at least 1/2 day find an alternative space. He's just in a tense mood and snips at nothing, and takes all his weeks frustration out on whatever's errand or phone task ticked him off for the day. Lord help the people on the other end of the phone. Interesting though, he's not like this at all on Sundays. I think I might have put my finger on it. On Thursdays, he's still in a work mindset, waiting for someone to call, he just never lets it truly be his day off. He won't just ignore a work call either, but will come charging to wherever he left his phone to answer it. Mentally, he's in the store. Thank God for his best friend who at least a few times a month gets him out of the house. He'll start going to the lake too and I'll be rid of him from my hair for the day.
Disappointments in Job Hunting/Hope
DD2 didn't get either fulltime summer internship. The one she finally followed up on only to learn they had made the decision weeks ago, but forgot to send her notice. She's got some applications out and contacts for a couple part time options to piece together a respectable summer job outlook, but not quite resume building. If only one or none pan out, she'll approach the school again for summer school age care and as there's worker shortages in child care, it's pretty much a given they'll still need help. That's her last choice. She said she'd consider a fast food option, but it would be nice for her to have weekends off. She won't go without some work. Interestingly, these are the first interview rejections she's ever received. I guess it was good practice for a cut throat job hunting post graduation!
I was up at 3:00, to the airport and back in bed at 4:45 but time to start my day. I'm tagging along on a house look later with my daughter. The two beauties from she saw online last weekend were gone as suspected by Monday morning. She won't be pushed though to make a less than thorough decision. That's my Friday mind dump. Feel free to comment, tell your own woes of living with other humans, or whatever else you want to share.