cinaflower's Journal

My dad called the other day and my step mom was trying to get together what we were doing for Thanksgiving. They asked if I could coordinate with brother #2 to see if they could come to my house and my dad would bring brother #3 and his family down. So, I call #2 (#1 is in California and not coming for the holidays) and he said he had talked to my mom (who is divorced from dad, for over 30 freaking years) and she was fine with getting together for Thanksgiving at his house. So, Thanksgiving at my house with my dad, next day at #2's house with mom. I talked to my mom last night and she got so mad and upset! She didn't realize that my dad was coming to my house on Thanksgiving- she didn't understand why we couldn't all get together at the same time. I said it would be awkward- and she said really ugly, for who, for you? And I said no, I guess for daddy. She said- he's said that? I said yes, she said when, I said recently. (he told me if she came he wouldn't come) SO- she gets all upset- like he got the good day- the real Thanksgiving- but he always plans ahead and gets the choice days/times and she waits and won't say whats going on and she does not have a home that is conducive to people being there- she and her husband are hoarders and don't clean or take care of their house- it's awful and I don't go there. I tried to explain it to her- she was mad and cut the conversation short and wouldn't talk to me, which she never does- she's always a chatterbox and I can't get her off the phone. JEEZ! I'm too old for this crap- being in the middle of this and I'm nearly 40 years old!  I know logically I'm not responsible for anyone's feelings but I am not comfortable with anyone being upset, especially when it's not my fault.

At work we are packing up our school and moving next week to our new school. It's crazy. Complete chaos, no one (bosses/administration) planned ahead- things we need, things we need to consider. It's awful. Our principal is going to have a little surgery during the middle of it all and isn't even here today. There's no leadership, no answers, and we're moving into this brand new school but have nothing new in our rooms- no new desks or furniture- we have to bring this junky 50 year old stuff with us! I don't even have a desk- my room here is so small I've been using my computer cart with baskets around it as my desk. At the new school I'll have my own little bathroom and a bigger room, yay! It will be nice once we're there and moved in, but the next week is going to be crazy- the craziest part is that they expect us to teach and pack up everything at the same time- that's not possible- the children will be here with nothing in our rooms. Madness! What is it about being an administrator that takes away all reason and sense? Why can't they see what it will be like for all of us?

The husband and I are okay. Yesterday, I was in the funkiest mood. yuck. Didn't want to do anything. I could've gone to sleep at 4pm- but I slept horrible last night, tossing and turning! Tonight, I will sleep great. I wish I had my phone- left it at home! We're supposed to stay late today to pack- I'm not. I'm going home.