Ok, I know I havent been blogging all that much. Its b/c my co-worker, L is out of town. When she is around, she provides me with enough distraction that I usually have to blog....With her gone, I actually get work done.

Ok, thats a stupid lame excuse. I am just soooooooo tired all the freaking time.


Anyhoo, so my other co-worker, G, is a worry wort. She freaks out easily. With L gone, and my impending mat leave - she is freaking out about who will do all the work I do.

I told her, its not her problem. All she has to do is tell the bosses, my job is not her job and leave it at that. The concept of saying no doesnt occur to her. It is like speaking a different language all together. So in her freak out - she told the president that she is planning to retire soon. I think its a stupid mistake. I have been telling her to take her vacation, get paid out for all the overtime and give them at the max a month's notice. She has given them 3.5 month's notice.

Completely stupid if you ask me. She doesnt owe them that. They have treated all staff like crap. We are treated as a lowly office worker. No decisions are run by us, we arent even asked for some of the stuff that we know that would actually save the bosses some time and a lot of money.

G feels its her obligation to tell them she is leaving. She feels very loyal to the place and all that. Which is fine. But, she wont get paid for her vacation or any overtime. She is leaving mid-August b/c she thinks she has be around till the new ED is hired - cause how can a new ED cope with new responsibilities without me not being here.

I told her, I had told them in December that I would taking mat leave in July. They have had all this time to hire someone and understand labour relations. The whole point of me telling them was so that they would not be in the position they are in right now. They didnt hire anyone and whats more, they tried to change my work contract after finding out about my pregnancy. G knows all of this but....

What is worse is that her back is worse than it was. She has herniated 2 of her disks in the spinal cord, she is 60+ and she doesnt take the time to actually heal. I have told her and so has her friends that this is not something that will go away. She really needs to take it slow and just get better. She just doesnt get it.

It sucks, cause frankly, its not my problem. I do worry about her as I do quite like her. But there is only so much you can say and do. So I am just going to leave it.

Doldrums.

Something is up.

I have had a few tantrums about the upcoming baby shower that is being thrown by mil and one which I am being forced to partake in.

Whatever, I have made my peace with it and frankly I have other things to worry about. I have moved on.

My sis-in-law has graciously offered to help. She sent me an email about how this might be a bit difficult for me and all. I sent her one back saying I do appreciate everything she is doing and basically, I am aware I have had a few tantrums but at the same time - I have had to do that to make it clear that things have to change around here and mil cannot and will not have her way every single time.

I have had no response from her at all.

No emails back. This is when I am trying to get things sorted for the damned baby shower that I dont want, organize a henna party that I dont care or want and make sure my in-laws 40th wedding anniversary is celebrated.

I have emailed her several times asking her opinion on various things, including the in-laws wedding anniversary and what I need to do, without any response. Which I guess is fine.

I just hate it when someone is passive aggressive. I have blogged about this in the past. That is my one pet peeve. I'd much rather have her say "Fuck you, who do you think you are" rather than play this cat and mouse game. I dont have the time, the energy, the inclination or the need to be part of this.

Oh, BTW, between the time I sent her the email and today - I have met her twice and she was fine. She was talking like a normal person and there were no crazy vibes that would even suggest something was wrong. Except that critical things that I ask her about get ignored.

So I think something is up. I just wish I was told what that is and we could move on. Instead of this.

Co-worker

My co-worker is crazy.

The receptionist, L, is always stuck her cell and it rings loudly like once an hour every hour.

Plus she screams when she talks. She screams when she is on her cell, she is always loud when she is talking to my other co-worker, G and she is screaming on the phone when she is talking to someone she knows.

So really, everything she talks about I know. I know that her daughter is dropping her off at the airport when she goes to Mexico. I dont need to know that but how do I know - cause she was screaming her head off.

This morning she was talking so loudly that I had shut my office door to write an email cause she was talking really loudly to her bro, who was inquiring about her going the airport.

Its getting a bit much now. I have thought to tell her to stop with the crazy cell phone chats and stuff but have not done so cause I wont her here in July and dont really care all that much.

My other co-worker G, is a bit crazy. She is bossy but has a great heart and I do love her a lot. She is blindly loyal to this place we call work. G is 60 and has a screwed up back but continues to slog at work cause she feels its her duty. I think its a bit much since I do think she needs to take care of herself and her health and forget everything else for now. I mean at 60 you are hardly the healthy horse you once were and things take longer to heal.

Its nutty.

Argh

Freaking headache from hell.

Go away.


Anyways, in other random news - I am starving and would like something delicious and not healthy.

Like I have a pear sitting on my desk but I dont want to eat it. I want a blueberry scone or a chocolate croissant.

But cant. So wont and will sulk.

Kick

So J felt the baby kick last night and his first words where "Oh god! This is freaky".

Which really is freaky when you think of it. I mean when else would you have something kicking you from the inside?

And really in any other circumstance something kicking you from the inside would not be a good thing.

So it was funny but cute.

Anyways, we are slowing getting ready for the baby. I spent the entire weekend sorting through my clothes and putting them away and cleaning out closets and such. So we have some more space to work with.

I have to put together this Ikea cupboard and then we can buy baby stuff.

I also have to register as I have nothing baby related - you this being my first baby and stuff!

So I have a whole bunch of things to do and not enough time. Never enough time!

I saw 'In Bruges' yesterday.

It is a must see. Its pretty nutty and wacky movie.

I feel guilty

I feel so guilty for having these thoughts, but I have them and there is nothing I can do.

My parents are planning on coming here from India for the birth of their grandchild. I dont want them to come.

Mainly, b/c I dont have a house for them to stay in. We live in an apmt and its barely big enough for the two of us. So that is out of question. Besides even if my mom could stay there, I dont want her to - as J sometimes has weird tantrums about nothing at all and I dont want to subject her to it.

So, the only alternative is if they do come, they will stay with my in-laws in their 3 storey house. I dont want them to be there. I know my mil well enough. She is sugary sweet on the face and bitches and complains to anyone who will hear. I dont my parents there but have no alternative.

My parents are simple people. Very straight forward, no unnecessary drama and more than anything no interpersonal politics. My mil is the complete opposite. She can be very manipulative and very underhanded. I say this b/c she has done this to me and I have seen her do this to others. I dont want to put my parents in that situation.

All this would not even be a problem, if we had more space. My parents could stay with us and I could keep the tension to a minimum. God, I feel like a loser. I just hate having to depend on the one person I dont fully trust.

I think last weekend my mil called my parents and apparently kept boasting about her 3 storey house to them. Told them, come over, I have a big house, its empty, what I am going to use this big house for and on and on and on.

My parents live in a one bedroom apmt in Bombay. Its pretty standard for most families to live this way. To call them and tell them all of this is a bit insensitive. Whats more, is that the last time my in-laws were there, my parents went out of their way to make her comfortable in our house. Gave her the bedroom, took her for an all paid trip and so on. I just wish I could simply tell my mil what I really think of her w/o all the drama that would ensue.

So anyways. I feel guilty about wishing that my parents dont get the visitors visa to come here. Besides, its their hard earned money that they would spend to come all the way here and then it wouldnt even be a holiday as they would have a crying baby to take care of. They are excited to meet the baby and that is expected. I just wish for once that I could afford to bring them here and provide them with a drama-free space to stay.

I sometimes hate being myself.

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