Panic, terror and more panic

Yes boys and girls Aunt Ing is in full out the button has been  hit - dear god the aliens have landed - what was that flash in the sky - panic mode.   Heaven help us all... first and foremost is the chubby girl surgery, sent in the last hopefully of the paperwork this morning - I should call and verify that... I did use the right number.  I hope.

I am also panicking because I am not yet on the right diet, I haven't gotten the right protein shake stuff, I need the vitamins, I need me split into three because it is going to take three people to get this all done... and that isn't even mentioning all the extra stuff I do.  And no it's not cooking and cleaning - that is day to freaking day.... this is major Rainbow event coming, paperwork crap to get express mailed tomorrow, hand all that off to another Mother, get this meeting with lunch and dessert done and figure out if the insurance is going to pay for this... um, wait I think I just crossed streams again... (bonus points if you remember that movie reference).

And the rest of my day hit the fan and that is as far as I got....oh sure we're still in full panic mode now we can layer unhappy, sleepy, and stressed along with the other 12 bitchy dwarfs and we're having ourselves a party.  Tuesday was up and out early sans carpool, into work no prob, home, problem.  Got home, leftovers for dinner,and then a run 15 miles down the road to pick up a kid, then back up in the pouring rain, I get to the meeting to see everyone sitting around... seriously?!?!?  Set up the freaking room get thing ready!!  Yeesh!

Of course I have sent out no less than a dozen emails, I post on face book and I blog to the girls' group - monies due Tuesday this is a must -- must have it!!  I get 1 full payment, 1 parital and 1 my mom said she thought she'd have until June1st... and I wonder why I drink - and I wonder what the heck I'm going to do when I can't drink!!??!!!

So, I'll fumble the numbers and make it work get this out the door and on it's way... then I will hand over the paperwork to another mother who is going - and walk away. 

Now I have more paperwork for the surgeon to deal with - a WEEK AGO I hand delivered the documentation - only to find out Tuesday night that she didn't have everything... seriously????  You didn't look at it when you said you were going to????  WTF lady - you're killing me - AND  if this surgery gets moved she'll say it wasn't her fault... no pumpkin, wrong fax numbers, waiting 2 weeks to call, not returning calls oh hell no so not your fault!!!   (See opening paragraph- panic and mayhem)

I have another doctor appointment this afternoon, I will get my records I will go to the Fed Ex place, and FAX them to this idiot woman, I will Fed Ex the girl's group paperwork and I will go home get on my knees and pray for a miracle - in several departments.   Ahem.  OK.  Breath.   I have in the last week managed to get 9.10's of the paperwork in, get tests done, get things running and managed to try and have a life and a bit of a weekend - I can get this done, it will happen when it is scheduled to happen.   Please God!

Alrighty - enough whining and complaining and all the rest.  this helps nothing and just pisses off everyone around you... which is why I blog.  You can read it or not... and I feel better. 

Oh and did I mention Bubba is having a minor medical procedure Friday, and his parents are threatening to come down for the weekend?!?   Yeah so much for that good mood.   Medically Cranky Bubba and his Mama - I may start the liquid diet early - how would protein power taste in Jack Daniels or maybe even in one of those slushy drinks??  Yeah that's the ticket - I can pee blue slushy mix all weekend... *hick*

OK I have purged I have blogged and I have a plan... and bonus my office mate it taking me out to lunch.  I am still in full panic mode but I have a list.. and I may just say a rosary or four.. Hey God - it's been a while since I asked for something big -cut me a break just this once huh???  Amen.   :-)

*Yeah I know going straight to hell for that one... do not pass go and I get the rickety hand basket on my way down... someone send suntan lotion.