Wednesday, May 27, 2015
I'm surprised that I am still standing and haven't straight up exploded from stress.
Yesterday my parent's came home from their 20-day vacation. I was dreading it because my mom can get really crazy when it comes to unpacking and messes, etc. But things went kinda ok. My mom was proud that I was dieting, as she came home when I was cooking dinner and packing my lunch.
I was getting ready for bed, around 11 o'clock, and Kyle texted me saying that my bunny (who lives with him right now) wasn't eating and was lethargic. Back in August of 2014, I lost my other rabbit, Viola, who was his bonded mate, to something that started very similar. So I packed a bag, got in my car, got some baby food and a syringe from the store, and headed to Canada. I told Kyle to go to bed since he had to get up at 5am, and nursed Pucci back to health. I was up and down all night checking on him, and eventually at 9am, he started eating. I went to work right from there, got there 30 mins late at 10:30, and have been working ever since. I will get home at 10pm.
When I got to work, I got such bad cramps that I literally thought I was going to die. I felt so sick and was in so much pain, but I was on the public service desk and there was no one else in to take my place. I thought that I was going to throw up, and I felt feverish. I finally kicked the pain by taking 4 pain killers from various coworkers.
I also had to leave my breakfast and lunch at home since I couldn't take them to Canada, and so today was without food and starving and sick and in pain and stressed and lacking in sleep.
So I had half of a smoothie. I also had a chicken shawarma sandwich, a piece of baklava, a doughnut and a piece of cake. My best coworker friend is retiring today and it was her last day, so we had a going away party for her.
Then my mom texted me at work saying she went through my room and checked for dust...... and she noticed I didn't dust my bookshelf (I honestly forgot when I was cleaning the rest of my room yesterday) and she said that if she has to clean my room, she will charge me rent. Grow up woman.