Under my Hat

Looooong frickin' day... I was at work before 7 am.. got home around 10 pm... just so much to do and not really enough time to do it all. I am finding my job to be a bit challenging at the moment, but I still like doing it. I'm hoping the overtime stays steady... even if it isn't really enough. I have 4 positions I'm covering.. and they expect it to be covered in an average of 10 extra hours a week.  If that could be done, they wouldn't need 4 people to do it... actually I guess they're not having 4 people do it.. they got me... Still, there's a lot of stuff that doesn't get done. I'm certain after the audit team comes in next week and asks why certain things haven't happened.. that there might be a few changes.. but we'll have to wait and see what changes will occur. Dad is still here... driving me to drink.. well.. not really, but the thought did cross my mind on more than one occasion. I'm hoping this visit isn't going to contin...

Back to the endocrinologist tomorrow.. I think I'm doing much better as far as my blood sugar is concerned.. I feel like maybe I should invest a bit more effort in my health.. at least my physical health... I think my emotional health is good as long as I am careful with who I keep company with.. and I'm doing great with that too.. I know the doc is going to find something to get on me about... but I take it all with a grain of salt and do what I need to do. There's still a lot going on at work... and this week will be my overtime week.. I feel about as strong mentally as I have in a long time. I like who I am … and where I have ended up... and best part is my journey isn't nearly over... ...except now my eye is twitching.. must be in a weakened state for some reason... so I guess I'll finish this soon... until then it'll have to remain unfinished. 

Dad's back!  ...and as always I have seriously mixed feelings about that. On the other hand.. I usually just put my life on hold until he goes away. I look at it this way. He put up with a lot of crap from me when I was little and didn't know better... I suppose it's nature's way of evening the scales. Although I feel like after over 52 years of living under dad's thumb it should be evident now that I can actually take care of myself.  I'm trying to make my life seem as uneventful as possible while he is here.. so when he goes back... he doesn't try calling me dozens of times a day wondering where I am and what I'm doing.. he does enough already.  I know that many would just say... have it out with him and live your life.  My sisters both do that... and he takes it upon himself to be more intrusive in their lives than with me. Arguments and verbal fights have no effect. The only way to change things would be to have him physically restrained at some fac...