beachlass | forgive my blathering

I'm working my way through a not-very-relaxing To Do List today, which was supposed to be a day off, and really, really isn't going to be. I'm experiencing a lot of stress-by-proxy, as Eldest Child tries to rush around getting her passport replaced in a rush. Plus, I had to talk with my ex today, and negotiate parenting stuff with him.

I'm on about my last nerve with regard to people complaining that I'm not juggling my 10,000 responsibilities well enough, or criticizing my parenting choices. Yesterday it was people complaining that I wasn't at their meeting early enough; after I'd led three worship services and driven for an hour to get there. (And then chaired their meeting and drove home. Without a break.) This morning it was my ex second guessing my decision to let the Boy stay home from school when he was sick; and miss school one day this week for a photo shoot, hair cut and casting.

Argh. RL people. Learn some fucking manners.

I have Reichenbach falls on hand, I don't think I'll be able to watch it until late tonight, when I'm done driving kidlet around and going to work.

Someone suggested last week that I start tracking how many full days off I manage each week. *laughter*