Tag Archives: stress

#378 Owner-occupied

I was in the passenger seat of our car the other day on the way to a shopping centre, my bluetooth headset on, phone and notebook in hand. I was ringing our electricity supplier. “And what is the address of the property?” I heard coming across through my headphones from a woman who sounded like…

Day #351 “I do that myself!” (aka “No, I do it!” part II)

The zippers were bad enough. Watching the little clumsy fingers try to manipulate the two halves of the zip while you stand there mentally tearing your hair out was the worst, right? Wrong. Now he wants to dress himself completely¬†from head to toe. This is fine when he’s just taking off his clothes and putting…

Day #346 Salvaged afternoon

The first half of the day was almost an unmitigated disaster. The Mister had to leave on an overnight trip early in the morning. Hawkeye was being stubborn. It was taking me forever to get everything together to leave the house in between getting myself assembled and navigating his moods. I changed my plans about…

Day #342 Thanks, but no thanks?

It’s only Tuesday but it’s another stressful week already at work, mostly due to overwhelming amount of work in the end-of-year run-up, the usual last minute crises, and a really badly timed internal departmental office move from one floor to another which has left everyone additionally frazzled from trying to get their footing in a…