November 24, 2007 at 3:15 pm (Uncategorized)
Tags: customer service, sewing machines, Waiting, washing machine
I am not a patient person. I am however a slightly neurotic one. I have two young boys. I have a husband who owns a construction business. I have a little laundry to do. Ha. I have a extra capacity Kenmore Oasis washing machine that I love. However, it has decided to spring a weird noise on me when it revs up to spin out our clothes. Hmmm. I bought an extended warranty due to the fact I have two boys and a husband. I called up and got an appointment. I was told they would be here today(SATURDAY???). I thought coming out on a Saturday was a little weird, but okay. I got my confirmation call last night, or at least my husband did. I was ready at 8:00 am, because that is when the service person could possibly be at my door. Somewhere between 8:00 am and 5:00 pm. Does anyone there scheduling an appointment realize what damage can be done to a clean house between those hours with two little heathens boys on site? Anyone, anyone? So I have been here waiting, because I was told if the service person was to call and I was to not answer, he/she would take it that I wasn’t home. It is now 3:00pm and the countdown is on. Will the washing machine get repaired today? Or will I be on the phone Monday morning trying to get someone to tell me why the repair person was a no show? The suspense is killing me.
This also leads into the story about my sewing machine being held hostage at a repair place. I was told that they had the part and that it would be fixed and that it would only cost me $100. Ok, I said go ahead. That was 3 and a half months ago. I have called the repair shop four times now. Each time getting a different story. First the part was there and I was next in line. Then I left a message which no one returned. Next the part wasn’t there, they must be waiting for it and then finally someone told me that they weren’t sure where my machine was- they couldn’t see it. I was then put on hold and a more authoritative voice came on the line and told me that she would get back to me on Thursday. That was a week ago and I have not heard from them again. Wait I lied, they sent me a flier to come to the shop and look at new sewing machines that were on sale for the holidays. Anyway… if you see a Brother CS-8060 wandering the streets. Take him home with you and let me know, I’ll come get him or pay for his trip home. GOD!!! I am calling the BBB.
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November 19, 2007 at 3:46 pm (Uncategorized)
Tags: cats, Meier, Thanksgiving
I saw this briefly on the Today show yesterday and it must have caused a big enough stink to warrant another interview with the deceased girl’s family this morning. This whole situation is tragic. That no charges can be pressed is horrific. That another mother did this to see if this young girl, Megan, was talking behind her daughter’s back is reprehensible. What the hell is wrong with people? I can’t express how awful I feel for this family and for their loss. Read the story at msnbc.com for more information. I can’t believe that the mother who did this is giving Megan’s parents grief about going public. TOUGH CRAP. To quote Robert Plant, from a song on Raising Sand, “Remember baby, you gotta reap just what you sow.” Obviously, if this other woman is upset about Megan’s parents going public, she must know in her heart that what she did was WRONG!
Other than that my day has been great. Started off with a trip to the vet’s with my cat who was bleeding. Come to find out he has a UTI and an abscess on the base of his tail from where another one of my cats attacked him a few weeks ago. Ahhhhhhhh! Figured it was a UTI, but had no idea that he had an abscess so I felt awful. He also needs to go on a diet and lose 4 lbs. I am not sure how that would translate to human pounds, but I do know that right now I have a very unhappy kitty. Maybe he and I can start the treadmill thing together. Seeing as though it is still acting as a clothesrack. I am now wondering what to do about Thanksgiving. We are supposed to be traveling to my in-laws house for dinner, which is 4 hours away. However, I have to give Chester two pills a day for two weeks and I cannot let him go without meds. Not happening. I have had a UTI before and I refuse to put anything through that pain. I am wondering if my handsome husband is going to venture forth with the family sans me to go North. I have been with both of my boys 24/7 for 4 plus years. No breaks. Never away from them overnight. But I am having delusions of grandeur thinking that perhaps I would have a couple of days by myself to read, sleep, clean, write, quilt and go to the bathroom uninterrupted. Isn’t that awful? What a mother. I love them more than life, which is probably why I don’t have one right now. I would be thankful for a little break.
Other than that I have been filling out unemployment info and worker’s comp stuff for my husband’s business. Deadbeat employees really blow. They create so much paperwork. I don’t get paid enough to fill it all out. Anyhow, that is how things are going today at this house. Hope all is well with you.
I’ve written 500 words!
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November 12, 2007 at 9:13 am (Uncategorized)
Tags: cleft-lip, Motherhood, Weight loss
It is Monday again. Mondays start out for me full of stress. My 3 year old son was born with a cleft-lip. Totally unexpected, he hid his face in all of his ultrasounds, but as a family, we have dealt with it rather well. He has had two operations to repair the lip and will be looking at a couple more in the future. One of those will deal with him being hospitalized for surgery which will consist of a bone graft. The specialists all tell me that of all the surgeries he has had or will have, this one will be the easiest. I get the willies just thinking about it. He had both of his previous surgeries before he could walk or talk. He doesn’t even remember them. This next one between the ages of 6 and 9 he will remember. I am not looking forward to it.
Anyway, here at the house, Monday means that the speech therapist will be coming. Which means that I have oodles of Thomas the Train crap stuff and dinosaurs to pick up in the living room so that there will be at least one clean room in which to host the ST. Stressor number two is getting the living room to stay cleaned up until the ST gets here. Stressor number three is knowing that this Monday in particular is the one is which I have chosen to take my life back. I have spent four years just ambling through doing whatever. Taking care of my kids, but not myself. What has that lead to? Me being overweight, miserable and moody. So, my journey to myself begins. I think that I am so afraid of what I might find that I have been putting it off. That and the thought of exercising makes me tired. So, that $600.00 catch all in my room a.k.a. the treadmill, will be used. Okay yeah, right now it is being used, to hold wet towels after a shower and the yoga brick and mat I bought five months ago and have used three times. I will get myself on there today. But it will have to be after I go buy some new shoelaces for my sneakers. What happened to the shoelaces you might ask? That is another story.
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November 9, 2007 at 5:04 pm (Uncategorized)
Tags: anxiety, being a step-mother, Motherhood, quilting
This is a little intimidating. staring at a blank computer screen is a little bit worse than staring at a blank piece of paper. I should say a little about myself, wait my 4 year old is coughing up a lung. Okay crisis averted, he was teasing the cat. Okay, so I am a mother, wait my 3 year old is trying to get my attention. It never seems to amaze me how many times in a row he can say mom, mommy, momma. Which is his latest and greatest way of addressing me. Okay I live in Maine with two kiddos (full time), one step-kiddo (part time), one husband, one dog, and three cats. I am a non-functioning perfectionist. I quilt, I read and the better part of my day is spent saying, “Because I said so…”. Obviously, my kiddos haven’t caught on to the fact that I do rule the world. (At least the little world they revolve around in.)
My husband is a carpenter that just ventured out on his own and I keep the books for his company. I keep them on my desk under a pile paperwork I haven’t filed yet. I can’t find the pen I used to write on the file folders I have already created and God forbid the tabs have different color ink on them. That goes back to me being a non-functioning perfectionist. I am off the run errands now so we’ll see how this goes as I journey through life at an anonymous pace.
I’ll check in later, when my brain has had a bit more coffee.
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November 9, 2007 at 2:58 pm (Uncategorized)
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