I'm a little irritated these days. The babysitter is fleecing me. I was desperate, so I acquiesced to a charge that was really too high. This is the most I've paid for daycare for these guys ever, even more than when they were babies. Most providers don't charge the full rate for a second sibling, but this person does. Most providers don't charge a flat rate for a whole week, regardless of how many or how few days the kids come in, but this person does. In fact, the cost of daycare is about 175% of what I was paying in mortgage on the condo.
What really chaps my hide is that they wouldn't even be in daycare if their father had done as I asked (and as he agreed) and sent the immunization records. They'd be in school, catching up on some of what they missed in the Wyoming-Colorado transition instead of having their brains go mushy at the sitter's.
He hasn't any concept that actions, and inactions, have consequences. He didn't want them going to school while down here, so he broke his word.
Of course this totally throws my budget into the red and forces me to be dependent on Napalm again. Very irritating. I'm the independent sort, so of course I don't like it one bit. Plus Boober's birthday is coming up.
Maybe it's time to talk to someone else about looking after the kids for a little while. I'll start looking again tonight.
Another thing that's irritating is that I have no news on when he's due to return, what his plans are, anything. This is typical. Anytime I need news, I have to hit up his relatives and the kids themselves. I'm the person he needs to work with to coordinate everything, and he does nothing to attempt to communicate. So, I can't plan anything. I can't be prepared.
Still another thing that is bothering me is that he badmouths me in front of the children. Even the most hideous divorce parent monsters I know of don't do that. You wouldn't believe the stuff I am hearing from my children about what Daddy said. I shrug it off, trying to set a good example. But it still bugs me.
I'm irritated that my health is not so great and I haven't been able to make time to go to the doctor. My digestive problems are back and my reproductive system is doing some very odd things. I am way overdue for a skin cancer screening. Frankly, I'm worried. Ever since the surgeries in '99, I've been afraid of cancer lurking around in me, undetected.
Well, at least I did quit smoking. Rebar will be glad to hear that.
I'm also irritated at how long it's taking for the translation of the marriage license to get back. I'm irritated at the unprofessional way they treated me at first. I should not have done business with them, should have gone with another company instead.
I have leftover irritability at having had to work second shift* yesterday. I signed up for Labor Day overtime, back when the call went out for volunteers. Problem is, that call went out long before I got moved to third shift**. So I wound up working a whole lot yesterday, having just gotten off third shift for Sunday night/Monday morning, sleeping a bit, then right back to work for second shift Monday. It was a little tiring. And the customers were highly irritating. Enraging, even. Thank goodness I at least had some kind and sweet volunteers looking after my children all day, seeing as how the aforementioned sitter wasn't about to be working on Labor Day. What a pair of lifesavers.
So anyway, I'm irritable again today too, even though I eventually caught up on some much needed sleep.
