Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Nothing good to report

I know the post's title grabbed you. Feel free to go on to the next blog or check out your FB account. I will understand.

Honestly, I'm not even sure I can bring you up to speed so much has happened over the past two months. However, one major event and not necessarily a good one, is the fact that I brought my mom for her annual mammography and one year to the day...they found a malignant tumor. It has been removed and the surgeon got all the "bad" cells. Now, she is going for radiation. Rather, I will be bringing her to radiation everyday for the next 5 or 6 weeks. Of course, I don't begrudge her the help, I just wish the responsibility of the transportation didn't fall all on me. However, my sister the CPA - well, need I say more? It IS tax season. Army wife, lives upstate and is geographically unsuitable to provide assistance. Finally, there is Red. My sister, Red will help if she isn't working. Honestly, being a SAHM I am the logical choice. Right now, I know I am feeling overwhelmed. I'll be fine.

It doesn't help that one of my mother friends is being snarky. I'm partially to blame because apparently I just don't know when to stop talking. I was speaking to a friend of my friend and all of a sudden I said too much. Maybe you've been there. You're comfortable, relaxing and chatting then words are coming out before you can censor yourself. I like to call it diarrhea of the mouth. The thing that really bothers me is that it took her a week, 7 days!, to tell me. Is it asking too much to expect people to be "adult" and say "hey, you hurt my feelings" or "you were out of line" when you said this. Instead, she waited until today, when all of a sudden she laid into me. When she clarified her issue with me, I apologized immediately. However, I can't help but feel I'll be doing penance for this one for a while. I should mention that I noticed that she and I were "off" but didn't know what was bothering her.

One of the churches I work for is cutting my pittance of a salary in half. It's the one where the director challenges me musically. The pastor met with me and the other ladies who sing tonight. The economy...blah, blah, blah. Can't say I'm happy about it and I can't say I'm definitely sticking around for it to "get better". He (the pastor) is a good actor, he had the right catch in his voice and looked distraught. I have to admit, he had his part down. Well, we'll see. I'd like to think about this. If I do leave, I will miss the director (who fought against our pay cut). He really is an awesome musician and an upstanding kind of guy.