Bored, Sad, Weird, Mad

...and the internet is as slow as buggery...

Feeling very strange tonight.

Bored. I'm NEVER bored - well rarely. But tonight...well....
That's the bonus of my ADD mind - usually it's always on the go!
And I don't seem to 'dwell' on things too much - it doesn't usually stay put in my head long enough!

Sad. Because Small Man had a bad night last night. He was so down he even cried. He doesn't cry often.
I managed to cheer him up in the end but it puts a weight on my heart that takes a bit to move.
I am so pissed off with the school I haven't been able to even write about it lest my blood boil over.
They were supposed to have submitted the forms for distance education 6 weeks or so ago.
I have rung and rung, either the social worker isn't there or she'll 'ring me back' and it never happens.
What the hell do I have to do to get something done with these people.
Not only that I haven't heard from the teacher or grade leader, or principal to see how he's going.
NOT GOOD ENOUGH.
Big A and I had a discussion on handling him at the moment. I had to be fairly harsh with him to get through, and I don't do harsh. I hope it worked.

Weird. Because I am sitting here writing this - god knows why.
I don't want to go to bed. I don't want to stay up.
I'm flicking through reading blogs and wondering why I even have one.
Physically I feel like ten tonn Tessie, my gut looks like an impressive beer gut, my little finger on my left hand is numb, my shoulder is aching to buggery, my eyes, ears and throat hurt, and I've had vertigo all day. Apart from that though....I'm just dandy - he he.

Mad. Because one of my team is severely testing my patience. Banking late 12 times already THIS YEAR. Inability to check/correct/update/query his teams stats, meaning I'm in a panic if something doesn't look right, and I usually don't know it until this time on a Monday night (too late to ring) - by 7am Tuesday it can't be changed. On the up side he has recruited a good sized team - on the flip side they only do the amount of work for a week, in a fortnight.
So basically they are running at 50% performance.
How many times do you have to repeat yourself? It seems to be the theme in my life - repeating myself, fixing other peoples fuck ups.
He claims that reporting stats are 'not as important' as the powers that be claim they are -
I DON"T GIVE A SHIT - IT"S PART OF OUR JOB SO JUST DO IT!!!
It's not hard!!!
Can you imagine a massive company doing their quarterly report: Profit - ohhh err uummm about $xxxxxx we think, maybe! give or take a few million.....
The rest of the team have been very quiet. Which is good. I would be of no use to them at the moment.

I'm mad with myself for feeling so negative and down.
Things are looking up for us now that Big A has qualified and received his 'golden' ticket in the mail the other week (it's actually silver but hey!). Being back on shift work is a relief in many ways - and he seems to be liking the time off again.

Z16 who is nearly 17 is on holidays which is great for Small Man, they get on well together and keep each other company.
Z16 has had a rather drastic haircut.
And I mean drastic!
Clippers around the ears drastic!!!
I miss the long curls already!! A few of the girls at school were a tad distressed and asked that he NEVER get his hair cut again! He looks a little less 'dangerous' now (which is funny cos he's such a lamb) but he's easier to get ready for work/college. I did post some pics of him from cracker night, but he has a beanie on so you can't tell. He hasn't had short hair since he was 13 - so it takes a bit to get used to - especially picking him out in a crowded carpark after college - before I'd look out for (what we affectionately call) the 'Mop'.
Ah he can always grow it back if he wants.

Anyway enough ranting from me,
two posts in one day - tsk tsk - you'd think I could say what I wanted the first time wouldn't you!?

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