Good morning, WW. Who's ready for this week to be over already?
My grandma is not doing well. The original plan to visit has been scrapped, because her doctors don't think she has that long. My mom is flying down today, after radiation. (What a day for her.)
I was literally in the middle of texting DH about that when my boss called to tell me our department had been reorganized. One guy is "retiring," Nosy Coworker is taking over his responsibilities, I'm picking up a large project from Nosy, and our analyst/my work friend got some stuff she really doesn't want. So that was more drama.
I actually don't mind the large project (although it meant I had to jettison a few smaller things, which ended up with Analyst, which is not good for her). But there is a project meeting at 2:00 today, and Nosy asked when I wanted his files. I said "How about after the meeting?" and he said he's not going to do the meeting, I can do it. The fuck? But he's a slacker, I shouldn't be surprised. Still, because he's being a jackhole about it, I'm tempted to at least nudge him toward the bus. "Nosy, since you were working on this until yesterday, why don't you bring us up to speed on where we are?"
My weekend sounds like nothing but feels like too much. I have to go out and buy stuff for the PTA raffle basket now that all the donations are in. Riding, swim, swim. DS starts soccer a week from tonight, and I need to get him cleats, and shin guards, and shorts. The kids need funeral clothes. I don't even know where the funeral is going to be, and I don't feel like it's a great time to ask my mom. Just wait and see, I guess.
DH is still making noises about his dad's visit and I cannot even with him right now.