Meh, I’m so sensitive to stress. Well, this morning I woke to my dad yelling-groaning something. It might have been the word “no”. By now I cannot recall. I listened silently and gathered my sister did something financially stupid. Well, I got up once things quieted down a bit.
It turns out my sister missed her flight. You see, my sister was going to fly down here in order to bring the things she had to leave behind (furniture, clothes, etc.) back up to Virginia where she is located now. In this plan my dad and brother were going to meet her in Austin, get her things ready in a U-Haul and then my dad and sister would drive back up North in it.
So, since 5:55 this morning until around sometime a bit after 7 my parents have been talking to her over the phone. Dad and my sister argued and fretted, later Mom talked t my sister calmly over the phone, then Dad and my sister talked about what they’d do… In the end it was decided that the original plan would only be postponed for a day. The other plan was to postpone for a week.
All of this started because my sister never made it out when her taxi arrived. Foolishly my sister decided to rely on others to tell her when it came along. What happened, I do not know, but either she was called and had over slept or the person she was relying on forgot completely. Either way, she entrusted something important like that to a person she barely even knows.
I’m pretty sure she woke up late since somewhere in a phone conversation he asked her why she wasn’t there and then yelled something about why she didn’t set her alarm. There was also the fact that she hadn’t gone to bed until two this morning, so she is likely exhausted. Not that she wouldn’t already likely be exhausted without having that happen.
Her job isn’t turning out for the better as all of us had hoped it would. She has to work with people who don’t listen to hr or care about working. Basically her situation sounds like how things were for me when teachers stuck us into group projects. Basically I had to do the work of three other people. Well, the case is similar here; only it is in the real world, she likely is dealing with more than three people and money rides on it rather than a grade. I feel sorry for her. We all are.
There was also a mentioning of a problem that she’ll have to worry about after all this is over with. Apparently people she was trying to get away from in her previous work place are going up there to work in the same hotel as her. Sadly, we cannot do anything for her. Mom spoke about how so far ever since she left home and finished schooling she has been unhappy in every work environment she has been it. Whether it is her own doing or not, it is obvious the restaurant/hotel service is not her place. I think she would be better off looking elsewhere, but with this economy and the feeble stability she is holding onto right now… I understand the fear.
She has never been in any other work environment and thus hasn’t any other skills outside of it to put in resumes. Then there is the fact that she has no certainty of securing a job soon after leaving the job she is already in. Living, food, driving expenses would then have to be looked at as well. My sister is definitely in a tight spot. Sigh.
Well, when everything settled down again and plans were remade, my chest began to feel a bit tight and I felt a little less than great. I knew it was the stress in the air. Mom is fine, Dad is likely becoming fine… me… I decided to take one of my chill pills. I don’t have to take them often since I live a rather simple life now, but it is times like this… Yeah.
All I know is, I am extremely grateful I don’t have to live in the adult world. I get sick just by experiencing my sister’s problems third hand. Hearing the plans, the reevaluating and financials in clips and phrases was enough to boggle and subdue me. Scary stuff… To live out in the real world… I think that would be like throwing me to the wolves… on a very close to literal level.
Well, that is all I am going to write. There is likely a lot of less important stuff I could or should jot down, but I’ve only had two hours of sleep at most by now. I’m going to try resuming that sleep. It would definitely get my nerves back in order some.