Enough is enough... Git R Done

So I guess it's been a few days... but I've felt like blogging, I just had work to do.  I figured I'd take a few minutes out of my life to do some this morning.  It's an exciting week again here at the Ulicny residence.

• My family is coming into town (starting today) for Sean's First Communion (Natalia & Brian, Celianna/Witek & Anneke& Viktor, Sean's "God Family" Angie/Ralf & Ralfer& Julia)
• Sean will be celebrating his first communion on Saturday
• The 7th book of the House of Night series (Burned) is being released today and it shipped from Amazon yesterday!

I really do have a lot of stuff today, but I'm trying to stay focused and maintain my usual air of complete control.  Only, like some who has a head filled with soap bubbles, Steve and I moved a small loveseat from Sean's bedroom on Sunday.  If I didn't have bubbles in my head, I would have waited until tomorrow and conned Brian into doing it.  Now, I'm back to the leg and back pain thing again.

It started Sunday night with my Restless Leg-type symptoms, which is best described as the sensation of something crawling down your leg and you must shake it off. At first I thought, did I forget to take my medicine (no, I had), then perhaps I didn't drink enough water (yes people, drinking water helps your body function).  No, silly, you moved a couch, your L5 & 6 are bulging again and pinching your sciatic nerve. Oh boy... but I don't have TIME for this and it makes me grumpy to not have my life go the right way.

This lead to a BANNER Monday... Steve barely spoke to me after I got so FED UP with Sammie's late-ness that I left her behind and took Sean to school (So Steve took her-- I knew she was safe and would get to school-- Steve thought I was insane)... then I spent an hour menu/grocery planning at a coffee shop in town to waste some time before my Dr appt (you know that talk therapy I value so much), which was scheduled for 9 am.  At 9:15 am, I confirmed with the receptionist that I indeed had the time right then promptly canceled my appointment, refused to pay for the "missed session" and informed her I was not inclined to reschedule.  This was not the first time he was late and if you've read my FB posts, you probably know, I try to live by the "If you're NOT 10 minutes early, you're late" mantra.  And I find lateness EXTREMELY rude.  Just as I turned to leave 2 minutes later, the Dr arrived at the office.  I turned to face him and, likely with steam coming from my ears, told him I had canceled my appointment, because I was tired of having to wait 15-20 minutes each week (his response "Okay") and that I was not rescheduling. His response, "Okay" and he turned and walked away.  Thankfully, he'd moved away from the stairs... because Lent is over and thinking and acting in ANGER is no longer a holy commitment on my part.  Luckily though 40 days of practicing this mantra has left me with a lingering commitment to sustaining it.

Okay! O- Fing- KAY?!  No "I'm sorry you feel that way"  You're a psychologist in a small town with crap for an economy and I'd think you'd be a little more AFFECTED by a patient leaving.  Oh and as he limped off because of his back injury I felt no empathy!  I wanted to trip him and watch him try to get up... because he'd just cost me 1.5 hours of my life and with the way my back injury goes that was 1.5 hours of focused work before my back takes me out for the count.  And I really did not appreciate the feeling of the "pissed off fat lady" (you know, the one at McD's arguing about an order of missed fries and insulting everyone in their path).

But it turned out to be a blessing... why? how?  Well, I stood up for myself: Doormat NO MORE! should be my mantra.  And the first person I called: my older sister.  Yep this has to be a rare and wonderful thing.  There's been way too much space (emotionally) between us for many years and well... it felt good to reach out to someone.  And she listened to me scream in rage into the phone over the insult and rudeness of lateness and the "okay" !  Call #2 was to my parents, initially just to ask my mom to make potato salad for Sean's Communion barbecue (burgers, no ribs), but my dad answered and asked me how my day was going.  I'm sure he didn't want the (censored) earful he got.  However, he listened! I was really anticipating the "well you overreacted again, Alexandra" speech but I got the "atta-girl" instead.  Amen (Blessing #2).  Then at my Monday "Kaffee Klatsch" (this is a German term for coffee gathering-- which is the best way to describe Monday at Lara's), my friends told me, "You're not boring... he's an ass" and good for you for walking out. Amen (Blessing #3).  Yes, I was thrice blessed by my friends and family!

Am I looking for a new therapist... maybe?  A few good Kaffee Klatsch/Lunch/Girls Nights will probably be just as effective and cheaper.  And now I have time for a good work out. (And yes, I took English and know "and" is not how we start a sentence... my grammar is painful, but  if you don't like it... LEAVE!).

I took me a long time to calm down from this yesterday... and then we had Dance-Baseball night #1.  I made it through with flying colors... relocated my upbeat spirit  and am plowing through.  The coach even moved practice to 6:30 pm, instead of 6 pm.  Games will still be at 6, but we've got a little more wiggle room right now!

And yes, Steve and I had quite the spat last night (well really early this morning)... but we're on the same page.  Was there hugging & kissing... no... Steve holds on to things longer than I do and he's really mad at me for leaving Sammie.  Will he come around... maybe?

I'm also still sticking with Hannah's 5-Minute Mom program (Day 10 today).  We're delving into finances... that's my weakness.  It's a total "head in the sand" issue for me.  But I need to take the bull by the horns and make some important changes and decisions in my life.  If you've got  a minute or two, I'd appreciate a little boost of strength and resolve right now... so if you could say a prayer for me, I'd appreciate it.  Feel free to FB me or leave a comment if you want me to pray for you too and what you need right now.  Just because I'm knee deep in my own "shit" does not mean I can try to pull you out of the muck too!  If nothing else, we can laugh together and roll around in it like pigs in the summertime.

So it's only Tuesday and NatiBo arrive later on  today.  I get to HUG some of the most awesome people I know this week... and that my friends makes life worthwhile.  You get what you expect... and I expected my Dr to be late.  Today, I expected Sammie to be on time and by golly,with the help of chore cards, parental guidance (not nagging), and a timer... she made it with time to spare. Now I've got a bedroom to clean up and prepare for my older sister (who I get to hug on Friday)... meals are planned, groceries are bought... everyone's going  to pitch in and WOO HOO... this week's gonna be a good, good week.

Oh and one last thing... Dear L5 & L6... I'm sorry I'm overweight, had 2 babies and didn't take care of you.  I know you're unhappy and hurting.  I promise to lose weight and take better care of you and all your vertebrae friends.  Today, however, I need a little help getting stuff done.  I love you... and I need you to cooperate.