The 30's Crisis: Day In the Life Of . . . Well, Me

I may not have an exciting life. Though oddly it has enough drama to be presented on Maury. But I wont get into that. I present to you today, one of the many days I live. Not always daily but fairly often. It's what I dub the "I'm on the Phone! Shush!". Most commonly heard by my kids who along with other kids seem to know that they get those most annoyance out of their parents when they are on the phone. Today, as on most Phone Days, I am calling bill companies, making appointments for the family, inquiring about information of some relative sort and updating family. The last part of course done last. Sometimes on these days I get to add in appointments, work, errands, cleaning, cooking, and writing. Much of which happens several times a week.

So what exactly do I need to do today, since I am the only one in the house who does these things (sorry hubby but I know the couch and video games are you BEST friend)? I will be calling the cable company to try and schedule a payment. I am behind but I haven't worked much and want to switch to an office job but in order to do that I must have training. I will be calling the Internet company to work out payment as well, same reasons but also I do need the Internet as it is the only way i can log into and out of work. You can do that? You ask. Yes, I am what they call an Event Specialist and our company is contracted with Wal-Mart to commonly demo food products or GM products, hand out coupons, and on the rare occasion help Wal-mart sell products. As we recently merged with another company and so it is required. Just this past Thanksgiving, the day before Black Friday, I helped out the electronics department. I hope to never do it again. Going off subject of my day-to-day. Then I will be calling a company that helps combine our gas and electricity to see if they got my enormous 30-page fax and if not to redo it. Then there is the phone calls to the state inquiring about child welfare in regards to my niece. I wont be stating what for only that a certain parent needs to do their job as everyone is worried. While I am trying to change jobs I will be looking for one for temporary purposes.

I work between one and four days a week, six hours a day at $13 an hour. Sounds wonderful and it is if you work the full four-day week. I used to work two jobs but my anxiety level could only handle so much and a quiet panic attack occurred. I was working a total of 15-hour days with only two days off. I got maybe 2-4 hours of sleep between my jobs. Which was hell since I was also the only one making sure the kids went off to summer school, were feed, clothed, bathed and whatnot. I love my husband but he isn't the best helper. After the panic attack I switched to the easier job. I am happier but finances are still difficult. I admit I miss the $2000+ a month income. But I don't miss the stress. So you could imagine on the days where I had to make phone calls or both phone calls and everything else under the sun, that I was dog tired. I had to buy Dr. Scholl's Gels for my shoes and knee and back braces for all the pain I was enduring. And to let you know I am a petite person. Though petite isn't accurate. I won't say small because then you might think in stature.

But now with so many days off I may enjoy it but I know I can't live this way either. Hence why I make so many phone calls in a week. I try to make my life better. I could only wish i could finish my education. I hope to do so after taxes.

In other parts of my day I will need to upkeep my kitchen and office and front room and bathroom. I need to deep clean the kids' rooms and my own room. Christmas season is here and I still don't know where to put the tree after getting new used furniture from a neighbors yard sale. To add to my daily list I will need to continue potty training my son, help my oldest with her homework, and give uncomfortable medical care to my child as well. As a parent of a special needs child, for me at least, it seems there is always something new to add the the list. We've recently found out my daughter has Mega-Colon (an easier term to explain) and Sacral Hypoplasia. It has taken many doctors and long years to finally have someone take me seriously about her medical conditions. Her medical needs add to my daily life. I know that others have it more rough than I and I feel for them.

This is a small glimpse into my daily life.