Not My Day Yesterday . . . Or Today!

You know those days when you want to curl up in a ball and tell the world to leave you alone!  I think I had one of those yesterday and partly today.

Work has been quite boring this week.  I know I am on countdown to finishing next week, but nevertheless I could have been at home using my time much more effectively.  Except for being paid of course!

With me leaving they are obviously trying to sort out new team members one being a lad that trained me (I use that word loosely)  before he moved departments.  As he knows the systems it would make sense to bring him back in.

I found all this out as I was leaving last Wednesday and the fact that our Team Leader had been offered another role, so they really are having a bit of a shake up.

Anyway I walked in Monday and not a word was said to me about any plans being further forward. I happened to take a call from someone asking for the lad that used to work there and I nearly put my foot in it.  For a split second I thought how does he know!  Anyway I said that he didn’t work in this department anymore and dealt with the call.

Within a minute of me putting the phone down I had an email from the Team Leader saying that no one knows about him coming back and could I keep it quiet.  Yes of course, but please tell me ahead of the game.

I feel like I did when I first started.  It’s almost like "well she doesn’t need to know because she’s leaving", but if it’s that important not to tell everybody then maybe they should have.

Oh yes did I mention that this lad and the team leader are an item!  I mentioned a while ago in one of my entries that I thought I had spotted something going on between them.

I am also hormonal at the moment and that brings with it emotional and bitchy (let’s be honest here).  I snap at everyone around me if they get in my way and don’t do things EXACTLY as I want (childish too, hmmm . . .).     

The night before last two of my children had both woken up in the evening and then not settling down until 11.00 pm which completely stressed me out.  I was desperate to talk to my husband about family issues and it didn’t happen.

Then last night my youngest brought homework home from school (infant) that needed completing for today.  Because I had said to wait until we had finished eating to look at it, he tore it up and threw it in the bin.  Nice, so if that’s at six what’s going to happen when we get to teenage?

Anyway after giving him a little talk, pulling it out of the bin and rewriting it out on a fresh piece of paper we sat and completed it.  Meanwhile eldest son was making fairy cakes for a project at school that we thought wasn’t going to happen until Friday and was then brought forward to today.

To cut a long story short.  We started icing the cakes and I decided to have a taste of the icing and it was vile.  For some reason I can’t explain as it is only icing sugar and water after all, it was leaving a slightly bitter taste in my mouth.  The cakes were great as we’d already tasted them.

I then had to break the news that we couldn’t use that one particular batch but we had almost enough left for him to take in and that could be supplemented with some shop bought ones I had.

I offered to ice the ones that were left which was fine.

Anyway.  Come bedtime my eldest son got upset and started to cry because the batch of cakes I’d iced were supposed to have been plain and I shouldn’t have touched them.  I wish my psychic abilities had been more tuned in.

Well I was now faced (at 9.30 pm) with the choice of making him another batch, alongside having to paint a piece of lining paper (taller than a door) green like seaweed, both sides and cutting it into strips for another project he had to take in to school the next day.

At this point I was mega stressed.  I felt like crying (which I did earlier while reading my youngest a story, but that’s another tale).  However I am nothing if not determined and made the cakes.  While they were cooking I started painting and then alternated between the two jobs until the cakes had all been cooked.

However because I had to paint both sides I had to wait for one side to dry before tackling the other.  I eventually went to bed at nearly 2.00 am and had to get up early for work this morning.  Plus I had to cut the paper into long strips for the door.

I’m exhausted just writing this out now . . . . so I’ll continue tomorrow. 

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Overcome Nagging - Part 1

NAGGING - WHEN SOMEONE JUST WON’T LET UP

Nag: Verb to annoy, badger, bend someone’s ear, berate, breathe down someone’s neck, worry, harass, hassle, henpeck, pester, plaque, provoke, scold, torment;

Noun a person, especially a woman, who nags

Allan and Barbara Pease discuss the common relationship problem of nagging and its impact on men and women.

We have traveled the world giving conferences and the number one question asked by all men in all countries is, "Why do all the women in my life NAG ME?" Men and women perceive nagging in different ways.

Firstly, women deny they nag. They genuinely believe they are just reminding their male in their lives to do the things that must be done. They see it as a somewhat nurturing activity, "It keeps them alive!"

The man’s reaction to it is very different. He feels harassed. "From the moment I get home until the moment I go to bed, she starts her nagging and never lets up. It has got to the point where the only communication involved between us is when she tells me all the things I didn’t do during the course of the day, week, month or since we got married!"

Nagging is one of the primary causes of marital problems today. Women are often the main offender when it comes to this, and men suffer the consequences of not being understood. Men and woman are biologically different.

Their brains function in very different ways. So when a woman nags, according to her brain, this is the most efficient manner to get a message across, repeat, repeat, repeat. Some women have made nagging an art form. We have identified 5 basic types, and most women will recognise themselves in these following descriptions:

1. The Single Subject Nag:

"Kurt, how about taking out the rubbish?"

A pause…

"Kurt, you said you’d take out the rubbish"

Another 5 minutes later…

"What about that rubbish, Kurt? It’s still sitting there."

2. The Multi-Nag:

"The grass in front of the house looks a mess Nigel, the doorknob is falling off the bedroom door, and the back window is still stuck. When are you going to tune the TV aerial and… etc, etc?"

3. The Beneficial Nag:

"Have you taken your pills today, Ray? And stop eating that pizza - it’s bad for your cholesterol and weight…"

4. The Third Party Nag:

"Well, Moira says Shane has already got their BBQ cleaned out and they’re having people over tomorrow. Summer will be finished at the rate you’re going."

5. The Advance Nag:

"Well, I hope you’re going to watch your drinking tonight, Dale. We don’t want a repeat of last year’s fiasco."

Men however do not respond to nagging, retreating behind their defensive barriers that drive the nagger crazy. Women need answers as to why nagging doesn’t work and how to achieve action from their man without making him feel angry with her. There has to be a better way.

Part 2 to follow . . . . .

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