Frustration
The theme for this week seems to be it’s always something.
My copy of Quicken has stopped accepting data from any bank. Which DH says hardly seems fair since I did pay for it. Right. Annoying. Investigated and tried Online Quicken, which stinks. Ascendo which is beautiful if you only keep one month of data but otherwise locks up. That defeats the purpose of tracking the data in my opinion. And Mint, which doesn’t keep track of upcoming bills, but is otherwise quite nice. However, since no bill tracking not so useful.
Ack.
Very few responses to DDs birthday invitations. Which I’m told is the norm, that people just show up. So, how am I supposed to know how much cake to get? Or worse, dealing with the aftermath of a small child whose classmates said they were coming – because they have no idea of their family schedules – and then do not appear. This is why I hunted down a parent a few weeks ago, because I lost the invitation, so I could say yes, thank you, DD is attending.
But no such luck on my end. And we’ve paid for the party. I’m so not going to agree to this sort of party next year. Family parties where it doesn’t matter how many people show up are far more manageable.
I forgot my SIL and kids were coming yesterday. Happily she emailed me asking if this was still a good time. So the afternoon was nice, instead of just more drama. I put the drama on hold for a few hours.
I loathe the mail. I know there are a dozen things in there all related to my grandmother’s death. And I just cannot deal with it this week, have been avoiding the inevitable opening of mail and dealing with it.
I have no garment fabric, which hardly seems possible. But I don’t. I have only home decorating fabric, and little remnants of garment fabric. Which is totally bizarre, since a year ago when I began sewing a lot again, it was completely the opposite situation.
I really thought I could make a sweater coat from some fleece I’ve been using as a wrap. But the wrap is one quarter yard too short to repurpose in this capacity. Oh so close and yet, so not going to happen today.
I purchased some gifts for DD for her birthday over the past few months. One of them is lost in the house. I hid it from her too well apparently.
Must run off to the dry cleaners to return alterations. I’m glad to have the work, but displeased with the timing. I am constantly offered some kind of work when I have about a dozen other bits of work to do. So it’s either a drought or a hurricane.
Blah, blah, blah. Must have lunch before I miss the opportunity.
