Meh - can mondayitus get ANY worse than today?
This seems to be my blogging week this week. It’s only monday and I had a horrible start to the week last night after I posted my entry yesterday.
I spoke to Dad on Saturday and he told me mum had hurt herself at work, I was a little concerned but he didn’t say anything to indicate how bad it was. So I spoke to mum last night, and found out that her injury is quite nasty - and she had xrays on friday to see if her ribs were broken, but they weren’t but she needed an ultrasound today to see how bad the bruising was. I think I am worried because the injury has the potential albeit a slight one, to kill her, a deep bruise breaking up, clots in the heart or brain, my imagination was just running rampant.
So I woke up to get ready for work, late again, not for work but just getting up to wash my hair and I hadn’t prepared for going to work the night before like I usually do. Throughts about mum were flying through my mind, I couldn’t find my multirider, and whilst I am short of cash whilst we catch up with unpaid bills, accumulating due to job changes, the loss of the multirider ($27.50 thank you very much) weighed heavily on my mind, we only have $75 dollars to last another 11 days till I get paid again. Then of course today was the day the buses were having huge changes and a bus that used to exist has been deleted and I got onto the wrong bus to get to work, had a stress attack because I was going to be late for work. However someone wanted me to get to work on time, a bus drove past which was my buss, so I made the driver call the bus ahead so that I could get out and change buses, along with 7 other people from that same bus.
The bus driver has to be one of the nicest ones ever. There was alot of confusion, mind you, there were alot of pensioners on the bus, so I wonder if that had something to do with it :> - anyways he stopped the bus at a stop and explained the route changes, which earned him a round of applause from many on the bus, which amazed me. Most bus drivers I encounter are grumpy men, however I do have to admit that many of the drivers on my route seem to have a personality and smile alot, so I guess I was lucky.
I got into work, to be told I worked an extra hour longer than I had to on Friday *argh* and I could have gone home earlier than the call I got AFTER my home time which kept me back nearly an hour when I was activating four datalines for GPRS on four phones, with dad communicating with two sons on MSN, and me sending settings by SMS to these guys phones and trying to troubleshoot. I ended up emailing out to him manual settings for GPRS and MMS to him. I worked my ass off for six hours (lucky for me, a short shift) however, I do have to work 7.30am till 4pm for the rest of the week.
I got my massage at work, thank goodness, and I was so tense. I was gritting my teeth, and just got through my calls without alot of enthusiasm till later on in the day. It did slowly improve I guess the more I got absorbed into work, and less thinking about mum. Finally at the end of the day, I found out that a customer had called up to say thank you about an issue I helped with her on Friday - which earned me a commendation type mention. So I guess that last bit for the day made me feel much better.
So now I organise my lunch for tomorrow, lay out my clothing and toddle off to bed and hopefully have some good dreams.