Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Some Days you're the Windshield Some Days You're the Bug

Yeah it's been one of those days:
  • layoffs at the firm even though they said there wouldn't be any (and thankful I'm still employed);

  • fighting in emails with an Ex who is so self-absorbed, maniacal, egotistical and manipulative you wonder how the hell you lived with him for 20 years and are so so so so glad you don't live with that anymore;

  • scrambling to prepare for a hearing only to come home to a child with an eye so full of pus you know that you are NOT getting on a plane tomorrow, you are taking him to the Dr and thankful you have a big Firm full of lawyers and one has graciously volunteered to get up to speed fast and handle the hearing for you and cannot believe Ex told the child, "Just drive yourself to the Dr tomorrow." which technically the Boy could but with 1 eye swollen shut? Um, no...did I mention Ex is self-absorbed?

  • drafting discovery responses at midnight with a silly puppy on your lap who insists she must sleep on your lap and not the nice comfy couch and you give in because, well, she's the baby and you spoil her;

  • calling the Captain at 1 a.m. to listen to him and his brothers sailing up the Florida coast from Miami to Ft. Lauderdale on a gorgeous, near full-moon night and wishing you could be on that boat instead of on the couch with 2 snoring dogs, your laptop and a pussy-eyed** child...

  • thankful that all things considered you're still the windshield and there really are just minor nuisances in your life, no major traumas. There's a new country song called "Sounds like Life to me." by Darryl Worley and the chorus goes like this:

Sounds like life to me,

it ain't no fantasy

It just a common case of everyday reality

Man, I know its tough but you gotta suck it up

To hear you talk you're caught up in some tragedy

It sounds like life to me

Do you hear that? It's me. Sucking it up.

Photo courtesy of Google Images...

**edited to clarify his eyes are full of pus! LOL thanks commenters. See what happens when you blog in the middle of the night?!


Marty said...

Hope all gets better soon...

Katy said...

Oh boy, that sucks donkey balls. Tell the boy to go give his Dad a big hug - eyeball to eyeball.

Have a glass of wine or three and a good night's sleep - hope things get better soon!

Jenn @ Juggling Life said...

You keep on being the Louisville slugger!

ChiTown Girl said...

ummm...maybe you can use a different word to describe your child in that last bullet had me thinking you thought he was a wimp for a about "puss-oozing child?" Just a suggestion.... ;-)

Busy Bee Suz said...

Chi: HA HA. :0
Yeah, we just have to suck it up....glad you have people to back you up. Too bad it is not your kids father. yeah. that is pretty bad.
Take care,

oh, that moon last night? TO DIE FOR!!!

ModernMom said...

Oh those little things do start to add up. One day that baby of yours will lok back and reflect on what an amazing Momma he has. Hang in there!

Bumpkin on a Swing said...

How come sick always falls under Mom duties? And you did mean your child was full of pus yes, or is he terribly needy at this point? I had to re-read that line once or twice.

3 Peas in a Pod said...

So happy for you that you still have a job and that someone was kind enough to cover for you. My firm used to lay people off the day before Thanksiving and Christmas.

I think you are a saint for having lived with the ex for 20 years. However did you keep your sanity? Sorry to hear about the eye crud. Yik.

Much love from NJ,

hulagirlatheart said...

Boat along the coast in the moonlight? Mmmm. One can dream. Did I mention it may snow here tomorrow? Pffft.

Sorry about the puss eye.

DysFUNctional Mom said...

Ugh, what a bummer of a day. Hope the 'pussy' eye is better. heh

Anonymous said...

Thank you. I needed that song. I was feeling sorry for myself and read your story. Just, thank you. :o)