A Week of Money: Where I get chewed out at work
6:10 a.m. — I wake up feeling a bit tired but yet rested because Little Bun squealed all night but managed to fall back asleep. My partner gets up to shower and I try to doze off again while Little Bun wakes up.
6:35 a.m. — I kiss and hug him (he is so tiny!) and ask if he wants milk. He whispers very sweetly “Yes…” and I grab his bottle then get up to get dressed.
6:43 a.m. — He doesn’t protest school today (a good start) and my partner looks like he is working from home but would like Little Bun to go to preschool (I know this because he starts prepping his lunch).
7:02 a.m. — I get him and me out of the house in record time (no whining or screaming!) and at work I just start.
7:52 a.m. — My Director seems to be in a better mood lately. I will note that the tension seems to have drained away from people…
8:45 a.m. — The consultant who is leaving keeps giving me the evil eye and is probably silently fuming about how I’m not working as hard as she is or whatever, but she is leaving for a reason and it is too late to pretend like you know your job at this point. She has only done a half-assed job and now she wants to be a rockstar? Go ahead. I’m staying.
9:15 a.m. — I grab three cups of tea and then prep my package to drop off a return to Grana. I didn’t love the cut of The A-Line Trapeze Linen dress but kept everything else. All my Grana shopping reviews are here on Style Shopper. I also start all the posts of what I bought for the end of 2017… LOTS.
9:48 a.m. — A VP spies me microwaving eggs in the microwave and is surprised it works. LOL. Not bad. I eat it in between a sandwich.
10:40 a.m. — I need to pick up more bread tonight, organic eggs for more breakfasts and at least I remembered a small pot of salt from home (otherwise you’re desperately searching the drawers for some…)
11:45 a.m. — I drop by and pick up some fake chicken for my lunches this week and spy a bowl that matches my plate perfectly!! $20.67
1:19 p.m. — At yoga I remember to carefully take off my new pretty Olivia Burton Moulded flower watch and store it safely because I broke my bee one the last time when I was lazy.
2:00 p.m. — I am really tired at the end of yoga. I have a headache, I wonder if I drank too much tea and/or didn’t eat enough before coming.
2:23 p.m. — I head back STARVED. I am a bit dizzy and I warm up my meal with some mock chicken added and it is DELICIOUS. Shiitake mushrooms marinated, apparently. I am going to make this myself at home.
3:00 p.m. — My weekly meeting starts. Someone whispers that freezing rain is tonight and tomorrow so most people are working from home. I had no idea. I ought to check the weather more often.
4:35 p.m. — Meeting ends. I cancel plans to sell a purse tomorrow because freezing rain = working from home.
4:56 p.m. — WHOA. THIS LATE? I was working right up until the end, so I quickly try to wrap up and leave.
5:13 p.m. — I pick up Little Bun and there is no snack so we quickly head home. He wears his crown and bracelet he made in preschool and looks like a king..
6:44 p.m. — My partner comes home with a special meal prepared because he got another contract! YAY! We’re celebrating. Plus we’re all staying home to work tomorrow.
8:15 p.m. — Books, building a tower, laundry and leaving the dishes for tomorrow …. we all go to sleep.
??:?? — Little Bun runs out into the living room crying and screaming: MOMMY MOMMYY MOMYYYY!!!!!!!!! .. he didn’t see me in bed and I get up confused, and call to him to come back to bed. He runs back, his face covered in tears and I cuddle, kiss and pat him back to sleep.
??:?? — Another wakeup for something.
6:30 a.m. — We’re all up, I log in and start working and so does my partner. Little Bun things it’s Sunday Part Deux and starts wanting to play with me, but I am getting cross after about 45 minutes of nonsense from him because I NEED TO WORK.
7:59 a.m. — He finally calms down and realizes that I need to work, so he quietly plays with Christmas cards and math games. This is not a play day for me.
9:19 a.m. — A cup of hot chocolate later, and I reply to 4 emails and start on a report.
10:39 a.m. — While working, my partner and I discuss a gallery wall of family photos in the hallway. I am not entirely sold as I like it open and clean but he really wants photos of us and Little Bun up to make us smile every day.
11:59 a.m. — We finally decide on 6 photos in two rows (3 across, 3 below).
12:30 p.m. — Time for lunch.
1:03 p.m. —I finish my lunch. Time for a nap.
2:47 p.m. — I wake up and wash ALL the dishes and dry them. I started about an hour and a half early this morning so I have lots of leeway to get other things done.
3:15 p.m. — I get sucked into Poshmarking while I make some tea.
4:35 p.m. — I get into a bit of an email back and forth about some “proper procedure” for something. It is frustrating when you are working and you are trying to get things done but administrative work gets in the way, and then they say: OH BUT YOU AREN’T GETTING IT DONE…. *face palm*.. you can’t blame us for things we cannot control when we work as a team. Everyone has to do their part and if I do as much as I can, it means other people need to step up too. I log off in a huff.
6:20 p.m. — My brain feels so full. I need to do so much. I even have secret projects I haven’t mentioned on the blog and that is absorbing a lot of brainpower as well.
7:07 p.m. — I make some noodles which Little Bun is ALL OVER.. and then we read books, I get prepped for tomorrow (must mail a package to my mother) and we go to bed.
8:11 p.m. — Am I coughing? AM I COUGHING? I hope I am not getting sick. That would really… effin’ suck after getting better.
??:?? — Little Bun.
??:?? — Little Bun. He’s asking for milk in his dreams, saying: “Mommy.. milk. MOMMY MILK PEASE…”
??:?? — Guess who? YES YOU ARE RIGHT. LITTLE BUN.
5:30 a.m. — I blearily ask my partner what time it is. He whispers “5:30”, and like magic with those three syllables, Little Bun snuffles and wakes up asking for milk. DANG IT. I try to ignore him and sleep but he leans over me like a creeper and breathes on my cheek saying: Mommy. Milk. Mommy. Milk. like a robot until I get up.
6:39 a.m. — We are outs the door. I’m getting in to work early, and getting ish done. I have a few reports I have been leaving aside until “later”. Well, later is now.
7:00 a.m. — On the dot I leave Little Bun with some pita bread and escape.
7:20 a.m. — I make my eggs, mix in some beans and rather like the result. I don’t love bread in the mornings for some reason I’m getting bored of this egg sandwich business and I want something better… and am trying very hard this week to avoid meat so I have been buying mock chicken, veggie chicken nuggets.. you know. I’m trying.
8:12 a.m. — Some kerfuffle over something is happening. They’re all popping back and forth at each other in rapid French and as it is not my natural language I don’t understand anything without concentrating, so I put on my headphones and get to work. I need to concentrate, everyone needs to STFU.
9:30 a.m. — Bathroom break. Back to work.
10:32 a.m. — I take a break (literally my first break), and head out to mail a package to my mother of three pretty photos we have of Little Bun. $12.97
10:45 a.m. — Starbucks Double Star day! I get a white hot chocolate (to avoid a caffeine overload) cuz I’m only 16 stars away from another Free Reward. $5.11
10:57 a.m. — I buy some groceries for the office and pick up Liberté Panna cotta as a treat (IT IS SO GOOD and $2.50 per “dessert” instead of $5 which is what I’d spend outside to buy a cake or something similar), some organic eggs for the morning, and some faux chicken pieces which I am not so sure will taste that great but I am game. $20.67
11:32 a.m. — I drop everything in the fridge and head off to yoga.
1:09 p.m. — Whoa. Yoga is done but my body is .. like aching. I don’t know if it is because I’m getting over my cold or what, but I am really out of shape. It is amazing what one month of NOT doing exercise can do to your body. I need to get back into the groove ASAP.
1:24 p.m. — I am not hungry, I ate a huge breakfast of beans and eggs, so I just get back to my desk and work.
3:30 p.m. — Okay now I’m hungry. I go upstairs, take a break, eat my rice and faux mock chicken (it’s yummy mushrooms!) and get ready to go home.
4:41 p.m. — I pick up Little Bun who is playing with legos and friends AGAIN (OMG! YAY!) and I take him home.
5:32 p.m. — He gets his milk, we eat his oranges and he tells me seriously: Didn’t want to eat the snack at preschool. Want to eat the snack at home.
6:55 p.m. — We have a little salad (vegan, just plain veggies and avocado), and Little Bun scarfs down all the bread.
8:00 p.m. — Time for bed after reading a few books and a shower.
??:?? — Little Bun is cold. I wrap him up like a burrito again.
??:?? — Cold again. I wrap him up again and push my blanket against him to give him something against his back to sleep better, and I get up to get ready.
5:30 a.m. — Huh. 5:30. My partner does his morning sun salutations (he’s getting back into yoga for his back and body), and then I make a cup of tea. All these dishes needs to get DONE tonight, and I don’t dread it but don’t anticipate it.
5:47 a.m. — I make sure I have the phone with me today, I need to make tons of calls, return calls… book appointments for vaccinations…
6:25 a.m. — Little Bun is up. He thunder stomps out saying: MOMMYYYYYY!!!! and I hug him tight against my legs and go and grab his milk as he squeals: IT IS TOO BRIGHT!!! and closes his eyes turning away. I tell him to face away into the darkness and to wait while I get his bottle.
6:33 a.m. — Makeup on.. my skin is dry and flaring up again with eczema. I need to add some rosehip oil again (am carefully doing a few drops of Radha Organic Rosehip Oil and it seems to work). I don’t know what’s going on with winter, but my skin this winter has just gone haywire. It is like it has turned dry overnight.
6:45 a.m. — Little Bun is ready and we get ready to go to preschool and work.
7:39 a.m. — Little Bun dropped off and hugged.
9:44 a.m. — I pop in to see the Director and thinking it was for something else but having a feeling it was something I had wrote in an email lately, it ends up being the latter. I’m chewed out for an email I wrote, being reprimanded for my “tone of voice” because it was like I was too strong in the email and was blaming my colleague (who is actually my friend btw), for something he didn’t do. He doesn’t know that I’m friends with this guy, but he had a point that my email was too strong. I defend myself just a little saying that I was frustrated, I wanted to be more efficient in the process and maybe I could have worded it differently. I tell him I’ll go and have a chat with my friend to make sure we’re square.
10:11 a.m. — Chat over, my friend is horrified that this even came about. He had a feeling they were going to witch hunt me down because they kept asking him for exact dates and emails, but between him and me, I was getting a lot of stuff mixed up because I am working on basically 8 projects at once. Anyway, we’re cool, and he felt really bad that we went through this, but I tell him it’s all right, I should have taken a breather before writing that email out of frustration. The good news (?) is that a new process that is more efficient is coming out of my nasty situation. Better lie low this year.
11:15 a.m. — I go and warm up my lunch, eat it… I do not love Yve’s faux veggie chicken tenders because it is bland, the texture is a little flat and rubbery and not at all textured like mushrooms or wheat gluten (it is gluten-free), because I think mushrooms, and shiitakes in the end are the PERFECT substitute for meat, but I CAN eat it to avoid eating mushrooms all the time (mushrooms absorb a lot of pollution so you should be careful with how much you eat). Then again, I microwaved the veggie chicken tenders instead of frying them…. That probably didn’t help the texture.
11:55 a.m. — I quickly Google and find a great post on vegan / vegetarian meat alternatives that are good and bad. I’ll try some of them on the list if I can find them in-store.
12:07 p.m. — I spend the next hour watching videos and working on the blog, my budget, etc. I need to really create my 2018 budget this year and get it done but.. TIME. Time without Little Bun squealing and my feeling guilty ignoring him would help.
1:04 p.m. — Back to work.
1:24 p.m. — I crack open more pannacotta to eat. LOVE THIS STUFF.
2:15 p.m. — My boss teases me that I have an appetite like a hippo. LOL I finish off the bag of Hard Bite Parsnip Chips.
4:11 p.m. — I pick up Little Bun early.
5:18 p.m. — At home, I dish out the gossip I learned at work and mention my chewing out to which my partner shrugs. It happens, we’re human. I’m trying to let it go but it sticks in your heart, this stuff… I already apologized to the one I care about (the friend), but wonder if I should also say something to the other two on the email who were just watching the exchange, but decide to forego it. They didn’t seem all that annoyed, just firm and maybe exasperated with me.
7:13 p.m. — We finish dinner (salad again this time with eggs and avocado), and I start on dishes. I am eating a lot of eggs lately once turning more vegetarian…
7:57 p.m. — Dishes done and dried, Little Bun “shuts down” the laptop for me and we go and read books to play before bedtime.
6:50 a.m. — I wake up LATE. Like .. the time I’m supposed to leave the house, late. I rush and get ready after snagging a bottle for Little Bun.
6:51 a.m. —My partner hops in the shower and I have to wait until he is done before I can leave because Little Bun will need to be hugged and held back from the door.
7:01 a.m. —I get dressed, decide on a tipped linen blazer with a graphic tee and switch the pants for jeans. I’m selling my old GPS today with all the accessories in an attempt to finally just pare down on stuff I don’t need or use. There is no point in hanging on to things I don’t use that others would like and make a few bucks.
7:10 a.m. — I leave after hugging Little Bun who starts crying in my arms and clinging like a koala trying to climb me like an eucalyptus tree and whining softly. Sigh.
6:50 a.m. — I head off to work.
7:50 a.m. — I get in and start working. I’m LATE. My team lead is already here and he normally comes in late. Oops. Good thing the VP isn’t in yet either, he seems to be off today.
9:25 a.m. — I have early morning meetings and then yoga afterwards.
11:50 a.m. — At yoga, I try to do a pose and can’t make it (side crow) but with a little aid I manage to do a headstand pretty much on my own with the teacher spotting me. I was too scared to lift my legs up straight but I went a lot farther than before!!!!
1:23 p.m. — I come back from yoga, and just jump into work not taking a break until I get some respite from the 8 emails and grab my lunch. I finish off the mock chicken on rice and it is AMAZING. I need to learn how to make this shiitake mushroom mock chicken.
4:00 p.m. — I continue working until it is time to leave — I have to meet my buyer for the GPS and I’m not keen on spending money to get there so I want to walk but it will take time, so I bolt the minute the clock turns.
4:30 p.m. — I sell it without a hitch. +$40
5:23 p.m. — I pick up a $100 compensating apology gift card from a store to make things better. It’s a store credit but it is better than $0. +$100
5:34 p.m. — I pick up some drycleaning (cashmere tank got some food spots on it). $8.04
6:11 p.m. — Home. My partner stayed home with Little Bun today and JUST stopped working. He goes out to grab some food for tonight’s dinner. He apparently worked like crazy all day but Little Bun was a little rockstar and played very nicely and quietly beside him while he concentrated.
6:40 a.m. — My partner comes home and we have a nice dinner, he makes an omelette this time.
7:15 a.m. — I leave the dishes for tomorrow, and Little Bun and I go to read books. He picks out TEN BOOKS and then says to me: “Need ten books to go to sleep“, which makes my partner roar with laughter.
7:21 a.m. — I get him ready for bed first, get myself ready, and then we settle down to read.
8:25 a.m. — Readings over, I explain the outside to him and then we go to sleep.
Extra Money: $140 – Need to start listing more stuff to sell. Doing that this weekend.
??:?? — What fresh hell is this.
5:08 a.m. — Oh it’s.. 5 a.m. Maybe he’ll go back to sleep.
5:30 a.m. — Wishful thinking. After milk, he tries to go back to sleep but then I see that he has his eyes open and just likes having his bum patted, so I get up.
5:53 a.m. — Tea made, I make him start cleaning up fake notes and lists in the iPad he has created so that it frees up memory.
6:39 a.m. — My partner gets up and starts to get ready to leave, taking a shower.
7:25 a.m. — Out of his shower he goes and pats Little Bun’s head to say hello and that seems to irritate Little Bun who only wants Mommy + Little Bun and seems to act up when we are both at home but not if it is one of us or the other — only if we are TOGETHER at home does he act like this. Thinking it is the videos rotting his brain (maybe but how else do you keep them FREAKING QUIET at 5 a.m. in the morning while you get your own ish done), my partner kiboshes ALL nursery rhymes and videos on the laptop which sparks an even more epic meltdown….. Little Bun starts screaming, kicking in the chair, complete 180 from what he was just 1 second ago, and I’m stuck with it. My partner leaves angry, I’m left with a screaming, crying, irate child who just loses it.
8:03 a.m. — I finally get him calmed down, I explain that he was being rude to Daddy not saying hello nicely, and I give him ONE MORE CHANCE to be quiet and nice with some videos until I am done dishes.
8:15 a.m. — Nope. Didn’t work. He started screaming again (this is what happens when children wake up at 5 a.m… and need 2 more hours of sleep and are completely effing up their morning and yours)… and I confiscate the entire thing. No more videos. Done. Only home videos of himself allowed. I’m really tired, maybe his brain IS being fried by this crap. WHO KNOWS.
9:19 a.m. — Finally calm (yes, I put on my Bose QuietComfort 35 noise cancelling headphones which are AMAZING for this purpose and you can read my review here and tried to breathe), I cuddle him and we play “Clean out Mommy’s Closet” instead.
10:25 a.m. — Hungry. I make some quick noodles with Bragg’s B12 Nutritional Yeast mixed into some Bragg’s soy seasoning (like a paste I put in the bowl and then put the wet noodles on top of and mixed it into the paste / sauce that was created) which turns out very delicious and umami-like. I really like it. It mimics the ramen-like flavour I get in stores.. if I add vegetables, and some mock chicken this could be a very realistic vegan substitute for my favourite pork bone broth ramen. Little Bun eats some too.
10:51 a.m. — Then we eat a banana sharing it together and I make him peel 2 clementine oranges (kept him busy for a few minutes as he loves peeling oranges) and then we eat that and feel like we can last until lunch.
11:21 a.m. — My partner comes home with our real lunch. I am going out to Starbucks today to be “out” and to GET STUFF DONE — my budget for 2018, listing a whole whackload of clothing to sell, and just trying to get my brain and life organized so I don’t feel like I’m playing catch-up. I feel SO behind on blog writing, reading, selling stuff … I mean, I just feel like I don’t have anything under control when it probably is not the case at all.
12:25 p.m. — We finish our lunch of Old Amsterdam cheese (this is quite good, like Comté with a cheddar-y twist), and I read the rest of Corduroy and Big Red Barn to Little Bun before getting dressed and going. NO TEARS. He grabs his owl calendar (I bought the post card for him to play with for $1 last year), and goes to point out the owls and the colours of them to his father. I think he feels a bit bad for being terrible this morning to his father because he seems very sweet now.. a little more than usual, towards his father. I did explain that it was hurting Daddy that he wasn’t so sweet to him and he should also make an effort to play with Daddy too. He nodded.
1:07 p.m. — I head off for my Mommy Time Off, and end up getting a Starbucks white hot chocolate but forgot to ask them to use my Star Rewards. DOH. $5.11
3:27 p.m. — I head back early and then stop and watch videos while working on my budget in the lounge area of our building. I forgot about this place. I may come here next time although there is no internet connection 🙁 Maybe I can use the cellphone as a hotspot next time.
5:37 p.m. — Back at home, my partner heads out for dinner and I play with Little Bun.
6:22 p.m. — My partner is back and we have a dinner of this great sandwich he made up of cheese, avocado, eggs between bread. SO GOOD.
7:31 p.m. — Dishes done, dried, and we get ready for bed. Little Bun wants to read 10 books again but I put the kibosh on that and allow him 4 only.
??:?? — Ugh. Early squealing.
??:?? — Oh. He’s really awake now. I grab his milk and desperately try to get him back to sleep. No dice.
6:20 a.m. — I make tea, take him to the potty TWICE in 20 minutes (it is like he doesn’t know how to empty his bladder), and then try to organize my morning. I want to hit the organic grocery store to browse what is there, drop by and pick up a gift for this little girl’s party we’re attending next week, and use my dang Starbucks rewards…. and call my mother. And post my stuff for sale. 😛
6:49 a.m. — I update my budget roundup with the budgeting notes I made yesterday.
7:15 a.m. — I get Little Bun ready and excited to head out. Stores like Wal-mart open at 8 a.m. and I need a gift for a birthday party he is going to attend soon…
8:24 a.m. — We pick up a Frozen Activity Set. Done. And some Hershey Hugs for the office. My team lead said it is his favourite so .. you know. 🙂 I then pick up a Sistema 10 cup rice cooker and a Sistema egg cooker to stop exploding in the microwave. $40.09
9:19 a.m. — I drop by a grocery store and pick up a whole bunch of vegan fake meat options to try out. $29.43
Here is what I’ll be trying:
- Gardein Mandarin Orange Chicken
- Yves Veggies Meatballs
- Soyarie So Burger Sesame Miso
- Soyarie So Ginger and Tamari Cubes
- Soyarie Shefu Tofu BBQ Bites – Update: AVOID AT ALL COSTS. Am choking it down now.
- Soyarie So Mushroom & Tofu Patty – Update: Not too bad. A bit like a sausage patty but without the fatty mouth feel
- Yves Veggie Cuisine Meatless Ground
10:04 a.m. — A little Starbucks run and I pick up a sandwich and a Venti chai latte. $5.11
11:10 a.m. — We head home and Little Bun, he helps me refill the windshield washer fluid, and he and I have a nice lunch.
1:39 a.m. — My partner heads out with the car.
12:00 p.m. — I try to get him down for his nap. As I do, I remember that I forgot to re-organize the back trunk back to the way it was after I filled up on windshield fluid because I stacked a few boxes on top of each other. I hope my partner checked that before taking my car out… I don’t want things to crash around there. Crap. I forgot. *sigh*
1:33 p.m. — Little Bun up from his nap. I grab his milk, and then we start on laundry.
2:47 p.m. — We take a shower / bath together.
3:55 p.m. — My partner comes home just as we get out of the shower and I’m getting ready to read books to Little Bun.
5:00 p.m. — I feed Little Bun his vegan soup.
6:15 p.m. — Laundry and I prep my outfits for the week — I like to lay out stuff the night before in case I wake up late and have to rush (yes it has happened!)
7:12 p.m. — Little Bun goes through the “witching hour” all children have, and just goes berserk around the apartment. We can’t control him. We’re both getting annoyed, he’s jumping around chanting his baby version of Sanskrit, screaming.. ugh. Exhausted.
7:46 p.m. — I finally get him calmed down enough to read books and then we all sleep after I go through The All Important Night Time Routine (takes 5 minutes but when you’re tired, feels like an eternity sometimes).