Ah, another day in paradise

I am so glad it is Friday! Don't get me wrong, I love my job, but I am ready to have a weekend. We are moving Peter out of Paul's room this weekend, and I am looking forward to it.

Except, Eric just called and informed me that his paycheck was going to be delayed and that it was not direct deposited on time. Okay, how am I supposed to pay the bills? They say it will be in tonight, but I am not holding my breath as Eric also said his boss was complaining about money to him. EXCUSE ME??????

Not to go on a total ballistic rant or anything, but this is a small company having growing pains. It is a family business, and the owner should retire. Her son is a pain in the butt whiner, but it is how we pay the bills so I try to not complain. He also is slightly more intelligent than his mom.

Background: his boss lives in this over a million dollar house and literally pisses money away. Her son lives in Highlands Ranch, which is like major bucks! My husband was recently passed over for a promotion because of his family. Yes, I know this is illegal, and I really want to do something about it. But, it is his choice, ya know, and the economy is not so good so we deal with it. He has been averaging 20 hours of overtime a week for the last few weeks. SO to say I am bitter is a little of an understatement. The fact that they are instrusive and irritating makes it rough. Eric leaves for work at anywhere from 3am on and can come home as late as 4am. The phone rings off the hook from them or employees and I am getting sick of it.

He gets very little vacation time, and they recently (without telling staff) started counting sick time against vacation. They never did this before. So, if he takes a day off for a sick kid or himself it is gone. Did I mention he has to be gone overnights a lot too?

Okay, enough of the evil job talk. Calming thoughts, happy place.

I weighed myself today and I lost a little bit more, but not enough. I am a bit hungry now and can't wait for that Medifast shake......yeah ;(

I just got a call from the sitter and Peter's diaper rash is not getting better, poor kid. He had seven teeth come in over the last few days and it has messed him up. Sounds like it is yeast from what she says, so Nystatin time!

Oh, Eric just called again from Nebraska. Seems the boss decided to add on two stores to give him even more overtime! Guess she is really worried about that money. UGH, he is not sure when he will be home. Guess there goes the family movie I had planned. Another night of me and the kids! Thank God for them!!!!!!

So, I am going to promise to post again when I am in a better mood. I also promise to put some pictures out there and decorate things.