I have come the conclusion that Stress is what I post about here… I said it before, but I guess it’s my “thing”…
So what kind of stress is going on in my life?
The day job has been utterly and absolutely insane. Like the only thing that I can do is laugh (like a maniac)… Overtime. Working from home for overtime. Training people who thing they know more than you and fight with you over simple expected conduct (like how to write a professional email), then who put their notice in after just two weeks. Or just fail to show up. So now we’re back to where we started a few months ago. Most days I exist in a haze of computer screens and headache.
It is what it is though. There is nothing I can do to affect it, except do what I do on a daily basis, so there’s that. Though I do feel like I keep a semi-decent balance. Actually, I haven’t worked from home in about three weeks, because… the day job will be there in the morning, but the words I need to put on the page are more important to my sanity.
So what’s happened at the homestead?
The youngest signed herself out of college. It’s been a little over a month. It was super, super disappointing and really hard for That Man and I to wrap our heads around. We did our best to remind ourselves that she’s an adult, she’s in charge of herself, and if this was a mistake, then it’s her mistake to make. She’s only nineteen, so she’s fine.
She has a job and she’s paying her bills and she told me that she’s happier than she’s been in a really long while, so there’s the importance. (There’s a history that comes into play here that I can’t share, but it was significant) Anything else I say at this point sounds selfish, so…
We’re at the year anniversary of That Mom’s passing. Everyone is feeling it. There’s not much else to say about that. And we’re ramping up to the time of my folks passing, which is only made worse by the estate not being closed.
The stuff to close my Dad’s estate is like a freaking anchor around my neck. I sent all of the stuff and today came home to a sticker on my door for something waiting for a signature at the post office. And of course, I am gone all day tomorrow, and I have to be at work before the post office opens on Monday. Hopefully That Man can pick it up tomorrow. We’ll see…
Oh and the biggest one right now… We have a litter of five rescue kittens. They are about four weeks old now and are the cutest things ever! We are bottle feeding, helping them go to the bathroom, and keeping them spiffy. I’m exhausted. We’re all exhausted. They were found in a vacant house belonging to a friend. The mom bolted and the babies were left for almost twenty-four hours without food. We’ve had them for a week now and they’ve gotten fatter and fluffier. Tomorrow That Man and That Kid will take them to the vet to get checked out. One of them isn’t pooping and one is pooping too much.
We are keeping two. My Fred – an orange tiger – I have always wanted an orange tiger kitty, and we’re keeping Regi – a grey tiger – who is besties with Fred. Regi is tiny, maybe the runt, and Fred protects her and sleeps with her and makes sure she gets to eat. So we can’t split them up. The rest have homes waiting.
We’ve done this before with our Max, but five is a definite undertaking. That Kid is all about this and I see her participating in a kitten rescue in the future. It’s really not that big of a deal – they’ll be weaned and potty trained in a few weeks, but the lack of sleep getting there and working overtime and writing and doing edits and doing the regular stuff…
I am writing though! Actually, getting through my first round of edits for my July release! So excited!! I got my cover art, which is amazing! The nail was definitely hit on the head with my vision and what I got! And I’m writing the next book in the series. I had to start over a few weeks ago because I was missing something, and I think writing while doing edits will help keep the tone. I’m actually pretty far into the second book and I feel pretty decent about the whole thing.
The other stuff is that our fence blew down in the wind last weekend, our front porch is failing, I still haven’t taken the Christmas dishes out of the hutch, though at this point, I don’t think it’s a big deal…
Tomorrow I am participating in a book signing in New Jersey. I’m so excited! I was a last minute add on thanks to a friend. And I’ve been so impressed with the event since the first email.
So… I have my good and my stress… At this point, I think there’s a tilted balance, but hope and goals, so there’s that.
I know I said we’d dig into my dad’s philosophy next time, but emotionally, I’m not ready to do that. We’re at anniversaries with my dad’s cancer and my dad failing and I just can’t… I know it’s been five years, but… everything is still pretty raw… maybe because the estate isn’t done yet, maybe because my oldest brother is gone now, too… I don’t know.
We’ve got this stress and we are stronger for it! Our stories are stronger!