I had thought earlier that telling the kids and husband outright, “Hey, I need to work. PLEASE DO NOT INTERRUPT ME UNLESS YOU ACTUALLY NEED SOMETHING,” might serve as a way to maybe not get interrupted. But today is a fucking nightmare.
This morning before I even started work, my husband decided that we should chat for 45 minutes about our retirement funds, which are important, but for fuck’s sake, couldn’t we have talked about this last night? Was it really necessary to make me late logging into work? And did I actually have to physically be present to watch your selections, then talk you down after?
Afterward I assumed that yay! I’d get to have breakfast while I worked. But I wound up staring sadly at my food, which was getting colder by the second, while comforting my 10 year old until my next call, which kicked off another 2 hours of calls and ended with my breakfast in the trash because I actually had to talk most of the time.
Fast forward through 7 more interruptions related to the internet (remember, overly, the guy’s coming at 11. He’s coming okay, let me know when he gets here. By the way, he’s showing up at 11. Oh, he’s here. Are you online? Is it okay if you’re offline? What about now? Can I reset the router? Did it work? Oh, did you know there’s a crack in the driveway? When can you call the guy? Why do you want me to call him? What questions should I ask? Can you go with me outside now while you’re eating lunch to see the crack?), my daughter’s meltdown about not having anything to do, then needing help when she found something to do, having to make lunch for every fucking person in this goddamn household while on multiple calls, then getting interrupted 11 times in a 12-minute timespan and I’m frothing at the goddamn mouth. I hate everything, everyone can go fuck themselves and I swear to god if someone asks for me snacks, help, to call the driveway guy, the internet guy, the appliance repair guy, lunch, retirement advice or to make sure it’s okay to go for a bike ride I will go fucking postal.
I’m going to stand in a corner and calm down now before my next call. If I’m lucky I’ll get lunch sometime.