Join Date: May 2011
Location: Chino Valley, AZ
Sorry for worrying everyone! It's been a crazy week and not necessarily in a good way.
No new job yet and no emergency surgery on the gallbladder.
My MIL has been going through the house every day and getting more stuff out. She's gotten rid of a lot of stuff, which is a big thing for her. However, she's been making little digs at me constantly and makes mountains out of molehills constantly. It's driving me up the wall, but I can't say anything (to her or to Robert) or I'm being mean and rude. On Wednesday evening, they (My MIL, who we'll call C, and J) were at my house until 11pm. They were vacuuming at freaking 10:30pm. And Robert wouldn't say anything or ask them to leave. I was exhausted and angry, so I finally just went to bed. Then Robert was banging around in the kitchen after they left and I finally kind of blew up on him. I was tired, angry and my entire body hurt...and I just couldn't keep it in anymore.
Then there's work. Yesterday, my boss came to me at 9am, handed me his key to the filing cabinet (where they keep the used car packets that contain the extra keys and manuals) and said "I didn't sleep well last night, so I'm going home and sleeping for a few hours. You're in charge." I ended up being "in charge" (another name for being a babysitter to my coworkers) for seven hours. I was beyond exhausted. Then today, he did the same thing, but he left a coworker in charge who has been there a month or two longer than me. He's 19 and just doesn't have much leadership experience. So, that meant that he let everyone do whatever they wanted and slack off, which ended in everyone coming to me for direction and to get stuff done because D (my coworker that was put in charge) wouldn't do it. By the time I went on lunch at 2pm, I was just fed up with everything...and in a tangibly foul mood. Thankfully, by the time I got off, Robert called me and told me that we were going out to dinner. We went to my favorite restaurant, Bill's Grill, and had some amazing salmon (their specialty is burgers, which are truly spectacular, but I can eat much red meat).
On the gallbladder front, I'm becoming more and more limited on what I can eat and how much. Red meat, dairy of pretty much any kind, bacon...pretty much all the good stuff I like. My side aches after I eat and if I eat anything that doesn't agree with me, it just downright hurts. There are even some things that give me instant heartburn. Tonight, Robert was rubbing my back as we watched TV and he accidentally pressed right where my gallbladder is. It seriously felt like I had been stabbed right there.
So, anyway, that's my week in a nutshell. I'm hoping tomorrow I can get out to the barn and play with Aires a little. My goal is to be back riding him before Father's Day (which also happens to be our one year anniversary...we're hopefully are going to the Hualapai Mountains about four hours away for a family reunion that Robert's family has every year).
Posted via Mobile Device