This week has sucked. I finished Harry Potter and felt really happy and now I'm just down....
Renovator lady hasn't called back. I think she dislikes me and doesn't want to work for me but won't tell me to my face. She is newly pregnant and perky, and I didn't even say anything scary to her, just said congratulations and kept talking. Cause I need someone to fix my plaster. Now she won't come over. Can people now SENSE I'm the dead baby lady? Maybe she's afraid of this happening and she's quit working, period?
The boys went to daycamp this week, and were late every day because they dawdled and I've been too tired in the morning, and they are upset and it made camp lousy because they missed some fun things.
Plus, some nasty child stole Kaz's Nintendo DS right out of his backpack at daycamp and the camp was NO HELP at all, and kept acting as if it was his fault for bringing it. Meanwhile, every other kid brings theirs, but of course, it's my kid who get picked on. Over $200 to replace it & the game. We can get a new one, but that's not the point. Theft should be called theft and the victim shouldn't be blamed. I'm going to see most of the parents at pickup today. I'm debating just standing in front of the exit and asking each of them to search their own kid's belongings at home and if a new DS mysteriously shows up in their house to anonymously return it via the camp. Plus, my son now feels like he can't trust anyone he's with all day because one of them is a thief who got away with it, and so he doesn't want to make friends with any of them.
I've been avoiding the topic of the overnight camp situation because my husband and I fought about it. He is just not as upset as I am, and can't understand why it matters so much to me. The camp is the same, even this week. Luckily the Doctor from the camp, the medical director from the camp, and our own Doctor were livid and backed me 100% when I spoke to the camp. They know they could've gotten in trouble with their own professional colleges if medical care is incompetently done while under their watch. Plus, of the other overnight camps I called and the voluntary group that sets standards for camps, both agreed with me that it was outrageous. One Director of another camp told me that he would have fired the counsellor immediately.
But none of that matters to Mr.Cotta. He just wishes it would all go away. That I would just drop it. Of course, he also has an aversion to Doctors and medicine....so every conversation about health with him is difficult.
Did you know that the Ontario government has absolutely no legal standards for residential camps or daycamps? They do for schools and daycares and parents. (Remember, us parents are the fuckups who do everything wrong according to the media.) But, no government laws or regulations govern camps. AT ALL. Three guesses what I'll be harassing my political buddies about next...
A couple of friends have really ticked me off recently with the whole, suuuure we'll call you and get together, except they never ever do. Plus, one of them was supposed to bring her son over to have a playdate with Kaz, and when they just never showed up, he felt even worse.
I have no babysitter for tonight. I had set up people to watch the boys and they bailed. Reservations are at 7. Fuck.
Our bank forgot to take out our mortgage money for the last 2 months. Some computer screwup. But we still owe the money, so they took it all at once yesterday. Ouch....gulp.
And the best? BFN this morning. Expected, but still, fuck.
I want a do-over. Next week better not suck. Or I really WILL lose my mind.