How to Cure the Bad Week Blues.

[Sherri, Sophie, Winston, & Kitty]

*** OMG I totally forgot to include the worst thing that happened to me this week! My Visa Number got stolen and someone in the UK took a very expensive trip to Spain. After hours of haggling on the phone about it they finally sorted it out. But Sheesh. The thief could have at least taken me with him!!!***

 

Ok, I'm sorry to be a Debbie Downer, but I am feeling pretty low at the moment and need some DK love. This has been The. Worst. Week. Ever.

 

It all started with that last minute trip to Washington DC for work. The last minuteyness of the trip made it really challenging to prepare both work wise and doodle wise (those who followed the forum will remember my self inflicted drama over who to leave my doodle with). It was a stressful couple of days of intense meetings with a group of my colleagues who didn't really want me there to begin with but my boss insisted I go (I don't even want to start with the office politics, but at least it wasn't personal, it was more to do with my function). The others spent the whole trip bad talking my colleauges and my boss and I felt like I had to defend them. So unprofessional! Apart from feeling like an outcast the whole time, all these random things went wrong: My alarm didn't go off; I lost my cell phone; I got blisters from my high heels; and I caught a cold. All I wanted was to come home and hug my doodle. 

 

When I got back the cold meant I couldn't sleep, so I was soo tired, but I had sooo much work to do that I had to suck it up and go in anyway. Guess who got stuck writing the report from the trip to washington even though she wasn't supposed to be there? yep, on top of catching up on all my crazy work. Then, one of my co-workers stiffed me on her portion of the work so I had to pick up her slack.

 

Yesterday I had a bit of a tiff with my boss and I had to bring work home with me and as a result I missed my tennis class and my poor furbabies didn't get any attention.

 

Today I got an email stating that I was 'unseccessful' in the hiring process for the promotion that I thought I was a shoe-in for. I can't even begin to express my disappointment here. Apparantly I didn't adequately demonstrate that I have netoworking skills. Give me a break! I should have told them about my DK network.

 

Other random crummyness:

-All my attempts to self-medicate have gone awry: the shopping was great until I saw the bill; the ice cream I bought was bad (yes, there is bad ice cream - chocolate peanut butter by hagen daz. too salty!); I can't lay under the covers and feel sorry for myself because my doodle is hyper and I have to throw the ball or else she will harass the kitty.

-I've been busy/away so Sophie hasn't been getting enough exercise so she's been waking up at 5am, ready to go. Less sleep for me.

-I accidentally deleted my DRC account and had to sign up all over again.

-The friend who is staying with me just happily announced that she will be staying all summer (kill me now).

-I found out an ex-boyfriend got engaged.

-I stubbed my toe.

-The forcast is calling for rain all week-end.

 

AND, the icing on the sh!tty cake? I figured out that my poor doodle has giardia again (!!!BLEEP!!!). Another $80 vet bill and a few more weeks of rice and ground beef. My doggie play date this evening is cancelled. I was nearly in tears by the time I left the office today, only to find myself walking home in a thunderstorm.

 

I swear you can't make this stuff up.

 

I'd love to hear about what others do to recover from a bad week. Not even my lovely doodle and sweet kitty are able to jolt me out of my funk tonight. Usually taking my doodle to the dog park perks me right up, but it's raining and she can't go given the giardia anyway. At least my nighbour is stopping by with a bottle of wine which will certainly help.  ... oh wait, never mind. she just sent a text to cancel.

 

I'm sure there's a bright side somewhere. I just need someone to point it out to me...

[Leslie and Halas]

I'm glad your news is better today, Nancy.

[Sherri, Sophie, Winston, & Kitty]

That's great news Nancy! So glad she is improving.

[F, Calla & Luca]

So glad to hear this Nancy and I do think she'll continue to improve.

[Nancy, Ned, Clancy, and Charlie]

My mom was somewhat better today. She was not combative and had some lucid comments - asking to go to the bathroom for example.  She did not know me for most of the day but asked about Sunny ( her new doodle rescue).  The nurses feel that she will be much better tomorrow so we shall see.  Her transfer to rehab has been postponed to Wednesday, thank goodness.  My DH and I checked out a senior apt complex as well as an awesome assisted living place = both are pet friendly.  Depending upon how independent my mom gets though, keeping a dog and having to leash potty walk him may not be in the cards, no matter how good our intentions might be. We shall see.  Thank you for your suggestions and support.  I was much more assertive and questioning this morning and I think it paid off.

[Sherri, Sophie, Winston, & Kitty]

Allyson, so far so good. Work is slow today, and I might just sneak off early because I'm "ahem" still stuffed up from my cold.

[F, Calla & Luca]

Allyson, I like uneventful too. I call it enjoying the lulls.

[Allyson, Peri & Taquito]

Good grief, what a week!  I can safely say we have all had these and my best tidbit of advice is that "when it rains, it does tend to poor and think about how sweet it will be when the sun comes out".

My May: grandma sick, first big mortgage payment (more than our old rent), both cars needing $1000+ in repairs, Taquito getting sick, Peri getting sick from cicadas, the list goes on. and on. and on.

June was a lot easier and uneventful.  I like uneventful.  Here's to your new week being uneventful and boring!

[Sherri, Sophie, Winston, & Kitty]

Ah, sorry I guess I misunderstood the situation. Don't listen to me then. I'm sure she will recover if it's just from the trauma/anesthesia. Hang in there! Keep us posted when things get better.

Jennifer, I didn't think so either. But the peanut butter in the ice cream was so salty it just didn't work. which was disapointing since I love chocolate and peanut butter. I ate around the PB though  ;-) Thanks for the encouragement.

[Jennifer and Jack]

Yikes.. I am sorry for everyone's bad weeks, I am sorry Nancy about your mom, hopefully when the pain medications wear off she will be back to her self again.

 

We all have horrible weeks, some weeks just plain old stink, I play a game with myself when I am feeling sorry, I will find some things to be grateful for, sometimes it is really hard and I don't feel like it, but my friends and I call it the happy game, We start by saying, I am happy I don't have hair growing out of my ears, or I am happy I can taste food, or I am happy I can see, or hear, etc, That helps me a lot, it helps to focus on the good things you do have, such a a job,, it might not be the best job, but thank God you are healthy enough to work it, that you can get out of bed, that you have dogs that love you, etc, It does not make the crumby things better but it may help you forget them because you are thinking of the things you can do, have and be.

 

That is what works for me a lot of the time, and sometimes just plain old venting and getting it out feels good, I can't understand one thing though, Bad Ice Cream??? Really???? Unheard of in my world!!!

[F, Calla & Luca]

I agree . Nancy's mom has an acute dementia due to her trauma, anesthesia and/or medication. She can, and I hope will, be able to recover completely from this.