Wednesday morning

I opted not to go into the office before my 9:30 this morning and I'm so hoping it doesn't turn me into a stressball. Must remember to check messages before I leave so I don't unwittingly show up at a house that called to cancel. This has been a big week for cancellations all around my office, probably because of the increased daylight and the beautiful weather. You get a little sun in the city and people just disappear for the netherworlds.

When the weather is nice I miss those child welfare days when I would just drive around, sit with families on stoops, and gossip about who was doing what with whom. There aren't too many /good/ child welfare job memories so I'll take 'em when they come. Last night Coworker Sarah called me to reminisce about V, this crazy dykey aunt of a delinquent teenage girl who had a total trash mouth and amused us to no end. I'll never forget the time Sarah and I did a home visit with her - I farted on Sarah on V's porch and we laughed so loudly that V answered the door saying, "What are you bitches cackling about? I could hear you all the way upstairs!" Or the time M (the teen), her friends, and I were relentlessly teasing V about dating her daughter's babydaddy's ugly mom. Good times.

At this point in the morning I should totally be brushing my teeth and making my "lunch." I use quotes because on Wednesdays I go from visit to visit straight from 9:30 to 2:15 and try to shove food in my mouth en route from Mission Hill to Southie. Aah well.

I hope your days are sunny and full of spring flowers. We have crocuses (crocii?) aplenty here in the D-O-T, as well as some unidentified shoots and sprouts. I am loving it.

Stress

Ugh, I am so frazzled. I worked until 7:30 tonight and ended up skipping the gym because I just wasn't feeling the thought of coming home after 8:30. Jen had a headache so we ended up picking up chinese take-out which I watched during the American Idol results show. Speaking of, I am totally POed that Nikko got voted off because not only is he adorable and a good singer (way better than whiny Tracheotomy Boy or Pitchy Anwar or Scott), but "One Hand, One Heart" is one of my most favoritest showtunes ever. Grrr!

So yeah, it's late and I should be tired and sleeping since I have been exhausted every day this week, but instead I've spent the time picking up all the crap around the house, finishing the laundry that was started on Sunday, and readjusting the same ridiculously tired piles. I just get so overwhelmed by clutter and hate how easy it is to take something out and use it, and just leave it where you used it instead of putting it back. Oh, and picking up other people's used socks from the living room floor. 'Cause that's nasty.

Today I drove around doing visits non-stop from 9:30am until 2:15pm, and came back to a phone full of voicemails that all needed to be done immediately. This is the second day in a row of this, which sucks because this is also the second day I was supposed to drop a letter off for a family and I just haven't gotten around to it. Apparently the Mom showed up at the office today looking for me (and her letter) for crying out loud and I was (of course) out of the office. And she's annoyed. And another panicky mom calls me and even though I call her as soon as I get the effing message (granted, 5 hours after she called me), she goes on about how hard I am to get in touch with. Hello... I'm a home-based worker for feck's sake!

I am just SO not feeling it this week. I've been running ragged but it seems like I haven't billed worth a damn. Bleh. I'm such a hater tonight. But when the heck am I going to drop off this letter???!