Jun. 22nd, 2006

grrrrrrr.

Jun. 22nd, 2006 10:55 am
swingchickie: (kikkoman)
working from home today. i just got off of a teleconference about 1/2 hour ago, and called in to check my voicemail... i had 2 back-to-back frantic messages from my mom, saying she "wasn't feeling well" and to call her cell immediately. i called her cell repeatedly for 1/2 hour, and she didn't pick up. i was ready to get in the car and drive to her house... all i could imagine was her unconscious on the floor, needing help. finally, she picked up her cell as i called her one last time before running to my car... she's in the ER, she'd had some sort of odd heart palpitations, but she's "feeling much better" and will be heading home soon. when i asked my she didn't just tell me in her voicemail what was going on, she replied, "i didn't want to worry you." yeah, because a cryptic panicked message about not feeling well is really relaxing for me.

i'm glad she's okay now... but GRRRRRRRR.
swingchickie: (kikkoman)
* i found out today that my painter isn't going to cost $800, he's going to cost $3400.

* i found out today that my security system isn't going to cost $500 to install, it's going to cost $1000.

* the incident with my mom (previous post) really freaked me out.

* i worked from home today, so i could study a big binder full of medical information (6 modules) and take 5 exams on it. instead, i only got through 1 module and took 1 exam. which puts me WAY behind at work.

* why only 1 module? because the project i've been working the 15-hour days on was changed once again at the last minute, and i had to spend most of the day scrambling to re-do work that's taken me days and days to do.

* i was supposed to work a half day tomorrow. i am now working a full day, because of all the changes that have to be done.

the only 2 good things about today:

* while i was seething this afternoon, sitting on the sofa with my laptop on my lap, angus (who was perched on the back of the sofa) reached down and gently put his paw on my shoulder. i had a quick little *melt* moment before i went back to the stress.

* i have a blind date tonight with a nice boy. with the way this day has gone, he will probably run screaming from me... but at least there will be alcohol. oh yes, i'm getting a daiquiri as big as my head.

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