C’s birthday is this Sunday. Chances are I won’t write her update post until the next day at least. I’ve worked EVERY Saturday this month for a half-day, and as much as I was hoping my chief might take my place this Saturday afternoon, I haven’t heard from her so am not holding out much hope. Today was my “day off”, and I ran around to multiple stores stocking up our house on the usual staples, but also preparing for her party. Didn’t have a chance to touch the laundry or the 80 charts I have open.
Ugh, the party… Yes, it’s a big deal, but I’m definitely of the mindset that just family is fine for the first birthday. Hubby disagrees. And so instead of a nice intimate 20-guest party of just relatives, we are having 60+ people come over for an ice cream party, complete with trays of food, an ice cream sundae bar, and a giant Baskin-Robbins ice cream cake (hubby and I always had this cake for our birthdays growing up and even now!). I wasn’t going to go crazy, but I felt obligated with that many people coming over to buy decorations and assemble favor bags for the 15 or so kids who’ll be attending, along with making sure there were enough things for them to play with. Thank goodness my crafty sister arrives Saturday. She’ll be busy cleaning and starting the decorating while I’m at work. My parents arrive Friday but aren’t party people, and will likely make pointed comments about what a big fuss we’re making. Sunday’s going to be all about delegation, as my main job the morning beforehand is to make sure C takes a good nap.
As for work, I had my annual review yesterday and completely lost my shit in front of my chief. She’s taking one responsibility off my plate, and told me to consider going part-time if we can swing it financially. Things have been tight with the unexpected sewer line backup and repair, and recent house updates, so that’s the main thing keeping me from requesting right now. Granted, I know I can always request to work extra, but I’ll be losing vacation time too by going part-time, so I have to think it through carefully first.
the hopeful worrywart 