Anything Else I Can BItch About?

I don’t feel hormonal, just sensitive.

Boogie hasn’t been on her Mommy trip lately, the little Booger keeps yelling for her Papa, and when he picks her up, she waves bye-bye to me. It’s hard. When she’s clingy, sometimes I ache to get 5 minutes of peace, even if I have to lock myself in the bathroom. But then when she doesn’t want me around, I get butt-hurt.

I’ve had shit luck with doctor’s appointments this week. Evidently when Kaiser cancels an appointment for you, they don’t let you know. So I was at work stressing Monday because I thought my intake schedule was switched to a paper-day, and I found out at 8:07 that I had 3 intakes scheduled, and had to leave by 10:30 to get her there on time. Then I called Kaiser at 8:30, sat on hold for 10 minutes only to find out that they had canceled the appointment since she got her shot at her 18 month check-up in December. So I, being a rational and time-crunched individual asked if the next time they cancelled an appointment of mine, could they let me know?

No.

Evidently there is no where in their system to make a notation of that. Obviously no where to make a note not to call with an appointment reminder two days before, when it’s already been cancelled either.

After that, I’m just fucked-off, I can’t fix two of my Cash Aid cases because it’s blackout and the craptastic old computer system we use is dumb for the next two days.

P is having issues with his employment history due to his sort-of-shady past. Actually, I just called him (hello reporter! See this fact-checking I do?) He said that the credit check they ran says he still works at NorthFork, Greenpoint and CapitalOne. Which are all the same company. Doh.

I have 2 birthdays this weekend, and a shot-gun wedding in a couple weeks to attend, help plan a bachelorette party for, and get my family gussied up in time to attend.

And this nausea is starting to irk me. It’s like being pregnant without the big boobs and still having Aunt Flo come to visit. Sucky.