In the past 10 days:

Broken foot. Well, you knew about that.

Kev got suspended from school for five days for fighting. He goes back tomorrow. Final exams start tomorrow. Yeah. That’s not going to be pretty.

Mark’s supervisor was petty about him calling in the day I was in ER getting my foot splinted. Mark has spent a week and a half trying to sort it out. Still not resolved. Ugh.

I have been going to work but have been pretty slow and arriving late most days. Yesterday was sort of the last straw when I missed the shuttle bus by about 3 seconds. I finally got into work and asked for a couple of vacation days, to deal with the foot and moving. Suffice it to say, it wasn’t pretty. I am, however, off on vacation this week. Maybe longer. We’ll see. Desperately need the time, just to get packed and get organized and maybe even get some rest. At the same time it’s all very frustrating due to some things that I really shouldn’t talk about. Ack. I know it’s a very bad idea to go into work issues here and so I won’t but argh, I want to. So. Much. Bitching. Must. Not. Give. In. To. Temptation.

Moving in three weeks. Maybe less. Just barely started packing.

Family stuff, too. Not. Talking. About. It. Gah.

Trying very hard not to succumb to feeling sorry for myself mode. It would be easy to do right now, with people around me taking nifty vacations, doing neat stuff this summer, and me sitting here with my stupid broken foot trying to pack and not to give in to the urge to tape my children into boxes while I’m at it. Everyone is cranky and tense and tired, between my job stuff, Mark’s job stuff, the ever-present money issues, my lack of mobility, Kev’s issues, and the move.

I’m trying very very hard to look on the bright side of things. I can’t wait to get into the new house, even if the thought of unpacking gives me the heebie-jeebies. I have a trip coming up at the end of July for work that should be really great, and will be able to see friends in the DC area while I’m there. There are some good things coming down the pike. It’s just getting through all this crap to get to them.