Scares, Pouts & Tears
I am glad today is Friday!!!
Not because it was a hard week… I have so many hard weeks that I am already used ti it… To a certain point I actually expect the worst… that way I can get happy with the things I can achieve… and if it is a really awesome week.. well then all the better!!!
No… it wasn’t a hard week… but a complicated one. And as incredible as it might seem, Monday was the ONLY normal(ish), trouble-free day we had so far this week… and therefore most productive day ATM -I know… it sounds weird coming from me but – I actually enjoyed Monday this week!!
Tuesday wasn’t bad as well… Apart from not being able to achieve all my targets for the day we had ONE meeting that was quite productive that might save us about £3000 (well don;t know if it would REALLY be save us that money because if we don’t close the deal the project will be archived till new opportunity arises) and even give us (CWI/BO) an acceptable short-term return profit! Not counting there that if the deal gets a go we’ll also be opening 2 Youth Centres (one in kent and other in West Norwood). Cool Uh! I think so anyways! 
Then Wednesday arrived and it all went south! Call me a control freak, an over-protective dad, or even a difficult boss… but I like to know how things are going if I’m “in charge” of something… and let’s face it… I am “in charge” of running our household. Plus… if you set an appointment with me, you better have a VERY good reason for being more than 15 minutes late. specially if you are being paid to be there at the time set. I know… for the past 2 years I have not been the most punctual person in th world… but there are occasions and occasions…
And that was when it all started.
With TB spending now the whole day at school we don’t need Gio all day here at home, and so we were set to cut her salary in half and she would work only part time looking after TB. Not the best deal for her, but fair is fair. That’s when she gave the idea of coming early 3 days a week to do some cleaning on the house as well as looking after the TB in exchange for the whole week’s pay… I made some maths and it actually seemed fair and a good bargain as well… specially after I visited After-school club thing and wasn’t very impressed by the facilities there. so we for Gio to start at 12:30 on Wednesday. I wasn’t going to be able to be here by the time she arrived, so I said I would leave a list of things to do on top of my desk.
I had some things to deal with on the day so my trip to Kent got delayed till the afternoon, so I thought I would wait some more minutes and tell her what to do myself instead of on a note… The problem is that I waited and Waited and waited and nothing… I had to leave so I left at about 12:50pm and no Gio to be seen. Tried to call and no answer… I must have called from the way and on the rest of the afternoon for at least 30 times. and no answer… Called her friends and nothing… called home and nothing… when my alternatives were extinct the 1st thing that crossed my mind was “OMG… something happened to Gio or her baby and That’s why she is out of touch… Shit shit shit I gotta find a way to pick TB up from school”. I’m in Kent, Vic is her office on the other side of the city, my sister as well… and most of the people we called couldn’t pick TB up in time for a reason or another.
Panic, anger, worries, preoccupation, concern, a bit more of anger… all mashed up together.
Eventually Vic called asking me to call the school and ask them to hold him in the office because she had taken a half day office to go and get him, but that she would get there late. I called them and all was fine. I also called later to leave a message for Vic to call me when she got TB (she was fuming and was about to fire Gio’s arse on spot if she saw her… me being me wouldn’t let that happen like that… after all Gio is pregnant and well… as her pastor I can’t just throw her on the street like that….
Problem was when I called TB had already been picked up… so I had to call Vic who got even more angry than she already was ( firstly because the whole out of touch thing (Gio knows and was told that I like to be in touch and to know what’s going on so whenever is work time, to keep her mobile close AND answer our home phone), secondly because when she spoke to her it seemed as if she wasn’t giving a tiny bit of importance to what Vic was telling her, and then because the house seemed as if she had just gotten there and had just started cleaning right before leaving to get TB from school. Meaning… we’d be paying her to come and clean from 12 to 2:30 (when she would be leaving to get TB) and she would not be there… God knows why). Problem got aggravated when I asked her what time she arrived (she said 12:30 when I was home till 12:50 and no one was here)and when she said she didn’t answer because phone was on her bag and she didn’t want to answer the home phone because could be sales people… Oh… come on!!!
Am I being too unreasonable here??? IS that to much to ask???? Please don’t ever lie to me… I’ve got enough issues with lies as it is… a whole life of them!! And if you know me well you’ll know what I’m talking about.
Thursday: Was supposed to have a meeting with an immigration lawyer to sort Yann up… got re-scheduled to today… which was quite good cuz it gave me a chance to actually do some work.
Today’s been good so far!
Took TB to school and was now allowed in past the second gate. They’re training the reception kiddos to get into class alone and in line… so cute… TB wasn’t happy tho… big pout and tears coming off his eyes as he followed the line and looked at me on his way in… it broke my heart… but he’s gotta grow up some time uh?
Ah… got all the pics and vids from all the cameras from last weekend adventure at Legoland! so I shall post them soon… Wanna do some smart editing on the videos 1st…
whole day ahead… Will let u know how it goes!
zya!
