I'm trying to coordinate things so I can go to the Pampered Chef conference next week, and it's getting to be more than I can handle. I had to finagle things at work to get off because my schedule recently changed and my days off are now different. Okay, I did that. Then, I had to figure out financial stuff. Okay, I think I'll be okay there, but not without some sacrifice this week. I asked my mom to watch the kids, rather than keep them up here with Jesse and pay for our sitter Carrie to watch them two extra days, and she is, but can't watch them on Friday. So I'm waiting for my dad to talk to my step-mom about watching them.
Now, my mom is annoyed that I'll be spending the night downtown instead of coming back to her house each night. I know three kids can be a handful, but I really don't think it would be beneficial for me to get to her house at 10:30 at night, only to leave at 7 the next morning.
I'm doing all this so I can get this business off the ground, and possibly quit my job and stay home with my kids...and it seems like there's a bump in the road at every turn. Am I really not supposed to go to this?
I'm still trying to find someone to watch the kids Friday, because my dad thinks they may be too much for them to handle, and I'm so frustrated! I don't live down there anymore, and the people I know down there have their own lives and stuff to deal with.
I wish this would be easier.
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