This week has been crazy so far. I got a new assistant and she quit 3 days later. So that was kind of odd. But all seemed to have worked out, I managed to steal someone I know from another department. He’s a fellow enforcer. He’s kind of saving my ass, he’s taking the little things that are piling up off my desk for me. I have to take pictures of all the rooms on the campus and I simply wasn’t doing it because I didn’t have time and had much more important things to do. So he’s taking those off my shoulders for me. I really enjoy the fact that I can give him a task and I know it will get done.
Aside from work, personal life has been kind of odd. I finally took the leap that I knew needed to be taken. I went out with the guy I mentioned before. Like I said we dated years ago when things were much more different. My only concern is I’m not sure I’m in the right place. Once fall quarter starts up, I will have quite a bit on my plate. School, Internship, and Demetri. Adding a boyfriend to that, who isn’t very good at that whole calling back and planning things side of the relationship. I worry we will just drift and I will end up hurting him again.
Home has been kind of crazy. I’ve been stressed out to all hell. Which leads to mom and I fighting of course. I swear her and I only get along when I don’t live here. I’m not sure if she simply doesn’t understand how much work I’m doing on a daily basis, with no outlet to speak of. Or if she just doesn’t care. But this is how things have always been between us, it’s kind of sad that I’m just used to it. She has no real desire to actually understand what I’m doing or how I’m feeling. Feelings were not a topic in my house growing up. This always worries me with Demetri, I’m worried he will grow up not understanding how to express his feelings.
In our house crying was not something that went well, I was yelled at for it. Some of my earliest memories is crying and being told I was acting like a spoiled brat, or that I was overreacting. This left me with this feeling of panic when I cry now, even in private. I’m always worried someone is going to come in and yell at me. But I try not to think on that subject to long, I plan to raise Demetri very different. Crying is not a bad thing, it allows you to vent some of your feelings.
As always I like to end things on a happy note. So I want to talk about how great my 2 year old is. I bought him a new Handy Manny doll and he came up to me and said “Mommy, You are the best. I love you.”