Thursday, May 17, 2012
Today I went to Rue 21 with a friend. I can't wear their clothes b/c they run super small. But I went with her to get an outfit and give her advice. No mind you she has 1 child and I had to bring my boys. I put my youngest and her youngest in the double stroller and my about to be 5 yr old walked. Their stores aren't meant for strollers whatsoever either. Way to much crammed into a small store. But anyway my youngest wasn't happy to be shopping. But he's 2.5 and was tired. The lady behind the counter gave me a dirty look b/c he was fussing. My 5 yr old got a candy thing from their display of candy and crap. He was playing with it kind of roughly but whatever. If he had broke it I would of paid for it. It wasn't a big deal, it was keeping him occupied. The same lady who threw me the dirty looks, take the candy/toy thing for my child. I was pissed. Pissed b/c that was not her place. I had full intentions of paying for it had be broke it. Before she had taken that thing from my older son, my son gave his little brother one to help keep him occupied why we finished shopping. I was paying for my stuff and was going to put the thing back he had after I paid and before I walked out. As I pay she said very rudely "you buying that too" and I told her "no I'm going to put it back". At this point I said nothing and just walked out of the store with all the boys and let my friend pay while I put the boys in the van. Before even talking to my friend my friend came out and said "what is wrong with these people and why are they so rude" so it was obvious that the customer service was lacking. This is the 2nd time I've had issues with Rue 21's customer service regarding children. If you do not enjoy working with people do not choose retail or any job for that matter that has you directly coming into contact with people. So to the chick working at the Rue 21 store on May 17th around 2pm, you're lucky you weren't wearing a name tag. Or I would directly report your awful services to your manager.
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
I have no idea what is going on with me but for the past 2 days I've been suffering from what I think is some type of OCD. Before you (general) freak out I understand that OCD can be a serious condition. All that I'm saying is I've been having some issues that I can't control. It started yesterday when I decided to declutter and clean my kitchen. This was all to make room for my new toaster oven I got. This became a more detailed adventure then I had planned. And it carried on to today. Then today I tackled a closet and the floors of the house. And a few other random things. I have adult ADD. Somedays it's worse then others but I would say most days it's pretty bad. I live in lala land for the most part. So me cleaning means I jump from place to place and usually end up with more of a mess then when I started. But not today. I was on a mission. I literally couldn't stop. And things had to be perfect. I tried a few times to walk away but I just couldn't and had to go back and make things right. Because of all this chaos I forgot to eat dinner 2 nights in a row. My back is killing me but I just couldn't bring myself to sit. When I would sit I couldn't resit the urge to get back up and do more. So whatever has come over me sucks. I hate the feeling of things not being perfect or the way I like and I hate not being able to sit and relax. But on a good note, my floors look amazing and you could lick just about anywhere in my kitchen and be germ free. Oh and my new toaster over rocks! It's finally time for me to go to bed and I can't wait. I'm just hoping tomorrow is a little less stressful and more relaxing.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
I surrender. Surrender to this day. It has been complete shit. I've been feeling pretty crappy for a few days now. I just chalked it up to allergies. Never in my life have I had them until we moved here to Florida. Plus I read an article about how bad pollen is suppose to be this year. So I just decided to deal with it in hopes they would go away. This morning I woke up with the beginning signs of a sinus infection :( My head feels like it's going to explode and my eyes are killing me. To top it all off I can't taste a thing. My youngest however slept in so I thought that was a good sign, considering he never sleeps well. Turns out even with a lot of sleep he's still a monster. My 5 yr old was no help either. Only fueling the fire and making my youngest even more of a handful. No matter what I did they could just knock it off and get along. I've spent the majority of my day yelling for them to knock it off! Ugh. Then my youngest who's 2.5 decided to come in the kitchen and be nosey. While on his tippy toes trying to get a plate off the counter he says "what's this" and proceeds to pull a small glass plate off the counter. It falls on my foot (new tattoo foot) then crashes to the floor shattering. He gasps then runs off holding his butt while I stand in the kitchen holding my poor little foot. Talk about done at that moment. All I want to do is curl up in a ball and lay down. But I know if I do that these little monsters will wreck the house. Now the princess is home and of course the minute she hits the door, it's nothing but arguing with her brother. DONE!! I am completely 100% done with this day. They don't know it yet but bedtime will come early tonight. We all need a moment to be quiet and reflect. I plan to dope up on some good allergy meds and fall into a deep sleep and hope tomorrow is a far better day.
Friday, May 4, 2012
I have been suffering from a severe writers block recently. I'm not really sure what my problem is b/c I have things to say. I sit here and just stare at a blank page trying to figure out what to write. My poor little brain is a mess. My ADD as I get older seems to get worse. I live day to day in this weird fog. It's as if I just kind of cruise through the day on auto pilot. But enough about me and my crazy little brain. On Tuesday I got a new tattoo. I've been wanting another tattoo for quite some time now. It's been almost 6 yrs since I had one. I've gone in circles about what I wanted to get. I knew that I wanted an Anchor to represent my life as a Navy wife. For even after he's retires it will have been a huge part of my life. Feeling like a gypsy moving from place to place. I've followed the Navy wherever it's taken us. This life that we've chosen has opened my eyes to different places and have allowed me to meet some amazing people. So in light of that, I got an anchor. I had two places in mind. It was either going on the top of my right food (couldn't do left as I already have something on my left) or on my shoulder blade. I ended up going with my foot. I showed the artist what I had in mind and let him go with it. He created something all his own that I love. The anchor style is very Sailor Jerry which I love and the colors represent me. This is the bright colored anchor that will hold me down. Will keep me eyes open and will follow me on our new adventures. My foot is still swollen like crazy but you get the general idea. Once the swelling is down all the way and it's healed completely I'll take a better picture.