Eisley has been fussy all day. Perhaps it was the peanut butter I ate? I haven't had PB in a while because I thought it may have been affecting her. She also would lay on her right side to nurse this evening. I had to finally just keep her on her left, but pull her back where her legs were almost behind me.
I just want her to go to sleep. I am so exhausted. I didn't get a chance to nap today because she didn't nap longer than 30 minutes for most of the day.
Not only is Eis irritable, but I was too, when I learned that the brigade is selling an ornament that we HAVE TO buy. I don't think it's appropriate that we are forced to buy stuff. If we are not and Tyler thinks it matters, then he's nuts. I guarantee that the Colonel is not thinking, "Did Tyler buy all the crap we sold?" when writing his OER. And if the theory is "setting the example" for the guys, then that's BS, too. If he wanted to set the example, he'd get sleep and eat healthy, which are the KEY to being safe. Skipping meals and relying on caffeine or not sleeping enough and trying to do everything on a never-ending list are things with which he may be setting the example. However, I don't know. That's just the impression I get.
I spent a lot of time writing to my MIL about some HAP paperwork. I have no clue as to how to complete it. She went to some meeting about it, so I'm hoping she can help. I was going to call, but I just don't have consecutive minutes in which to do things like that.
I got a call back from my thyroid doctor's nurse and she said I have to go see him next Wednesday for another follow-up and we'd schedule the surgery then. I told my dad and he was pissed. He was already in a bad mood (about what, I'm not sure -- it's a hard life playing golf all day) and said that we shouldn't have to go and he's a crook and just wants more money. I told him I'd call back again tomorrow and ask what the appointment is regarding and decided if it's necessary or not. However, I don't really care because it's not like I have to pay the guy, though I do have to pay for gas and spend the time going up and back.
I didn't have much time to get my Zumba routines ready for tomorrow. Eis was such a handful and when she wasn't, I was doing paperwork. I totally forgot until now that I don't have my warm-up ready. Ugh. I'm so tired... I just want to go to sleep, but now I have to do that.
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I keep thinking about happy hour with Allison, Elizabeth, and Rachel. Rachel lives in CO, so I don't expect to see her -- she was the one that invited me to happy hour, granted I didn't see Allison or Elizabeth. However, happy hour was fun, despite my feeling out of the loop. Elizabeth said I would have to start coming to their happy hours. I said that I'd love to, which is true, not only because I like them, but because I enjoy getting out of the house on occasion.
What I keep thinking about is that I don't know if she said it to be nice or if she genuinely meant it. I know I'm socially awkward, but I think I'm better now than I was. I don't know if they just don't like me or what. I want to ask, but no one ever gives me a straight answer. Apparently it's hard to tell someone the truth when they ask such a difficult question.
I'll tell you something, though... it's not an easy question to ask! It's actually an incredibly hard question to ask someone for obvious fear of the answer. I don't want to ask them if they don't like me. I just want to be included.
I like them both, despite their actions in high school. Maybe they didn't realize what they were doing. I don't know...
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Eisley is slowly killing me. It won't matter when Ty comes home cause I think I may be a goner by then. There's something like 150 days just until R&R -- how crap is that?! I officially do nothing with my life but wait for it to go by. Lame.
For someone who hates to be told what to do, I sure do a lot of listening and following orders. I know, I know... don't just sit around; you can go do stuff; no one said you have to wait. But I do. I have to sit and wait even more now that I have a child.
Before I didn't want to do things because I wanted to do them with Tyler. However, when he's home, he's busy and when he does take time off, it's to go hunting. Now, I still want to do things with Ty, but even if he were here and did take time off and it weren't to hunt, we don't have the money or the ability because of the baby.
I don't understand the desire to go hunting... it's essentially what he's doing this entire year. Hunting. However, he gets to do it in his favorite mode of transportation and he doesn't need a specific tag for what he's hunting. Now, he doesn't get to hunt with his dad and grandpa, but it's still a part of his "other" life. It's like he has an entire life separate from me: work, friends, and hobbies. I get to see his friends, but in a different way than he does. I, however, do not get to see into his work or hobby life... just the occasional picture or story he might tell me and then I think how strange it is that I'm separated from those things.
Oh well. I'm sleepy. I'm irritable. My back hurts. Boohoo. Poor me. Blah blah blah.
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