Feeling Out of Sorts

I don’t know if I’m fighting a cold, or I’m just mentally drained from last week’s nonsense with my work ID (I got my original badge back on Friday — yay!) and other office drama, but I have not wanted to do anything resembling work this weekend. This weekend has been very abnormal anyway; A.J. did not attend his Saturday classes due to a prior commitment, and we had house guests.

I did manage to do a few loads of dirty dishes and bake a pan of vegan blueberry muffins that passed my carnivorous family’s taste test, though. I also filled two bags full of clothes A.J. has outgrown and did a little work advertising an upcoming happy hour for AAJA-D.C. So, I haven’t been entirely idle. But I definitely don’t feel as energetic as I usually am. Hopefully things will look up tomorrow, after a little extra sleep tonight.

 

Mistaken Identity

I am working from home this morning due to a paperwork error.

Yesterday morning, after a brief break, I discovered that my badge was no longer allowing me into my office. Upon inquiring at the guard desk, I was told that my building access had been revoked because I was no longer an employee (?!?), whereupon the guards confiscated my work ID.

A few frantic calls later, my supervisor learned that a certain administrator had filed an undated “separation notice” with my name on it. Security then deactivated my badge.

By the time we managed to convince security there had been a mistake and that I really should be allowed into the building — in all likelihood the notice was meant for an intern with the same name — they had sent in my badge for destruction. Now I need to get a piece of paper from the administration person who filed the separation notice saying that, no, I AM a valid employee so I can get a new ID. Oh, joy.

Since we have no idea when this certain administrator will be available — she has been out all week — my supervisor has told me to work from home until we can reach her. Hey, life isn’t all bad ….

 

PSA: Women bloggers needed for survey

I have no idea how this person found my blog to ask me to participate in a survey, but she looks like a legitimate researcher. She seems to need more people, so if you’re a female blogger and want to participate, I post the full text of her note below:

I’m a mom, a blogger, and a Ph.D. student, and I need your help. I’m doing a study about why women blog, and you have been selected at random to participate in a short survey about what motivates you to blog and what you get out of blogging.

Here is the link: http://www.surveygizmo.com/s/231228/women-bloggers

Thanks in advance for your help. Feel free to contact me at gmmasull@syr.edu if you have any questions.

Gina Chen
Ph.D. student
S.I. Newhouse School of Public Communications
Syracuse University

 

When a Man Goes Shopping

Someone once told me that men and women approach stores in different ways. Men supposedly are “hunters”; they go into a store, get what they came for, then leave. Women, on the other hand, supposedly are “gatherers”; they browse through the aisles when they shop and buy accordingly.

Today, with our cul-de-sac finally cleared out from Snowpocalypse, Chris decided to run some errands, including a trip to the store. I gave him a list of supplies we needed such as milk, bread, eggs and ground meat.

Not only did Chris come back with the items on the list, but he also purchased several packages of chocolate (including a Valentine’s Day box for me — aw), several types of ice cream, cookies, goldfish crackers, Cheez-Its and Velveeta shells-and-cheese.

So much for that generalization!

 

How I Spent My Snowcation

We’re now going on Day 5 of our unexpected winter vacation, thanks to the roughly two feet of snow that hit the D.C. area last weekend. So far my neighborhood has not seen any sign of a plow.

Cul-de-sac, two days after the storm

A.J. has been spending most of his waking hours playing Webkinz, which is something like The Sims or Second Life for stuffed toys. Each Webkinz toy come with a computer code that, when registered, creates an avatar on the Webkinz site. On the site, Webkinz owners can feed, bathe and dress their Webkinz; read electronic books; or “cook.” The site also has a virtual economy; players can work at different jobs, answer trivia questions and surveys, or play arcade games to earn “Kinzcash” to spend on pet food, furniture, toys, room decorations, classes, spa visits, vacations and “home renovations.”

A.J. pondering a move in Link'd (Connect Four equivalent in Webkinz)

The site is actually quite engaging, which is a mixed blessing. My son certainly has been entertained the past few days, but he hasn’t really wanted to do anything else. He also wants me to play as well. (I bought myself two Webkinz so my son would have someone to interact with on the site.)

I also have mixed feelings about how the Webkinz manufacturers have used the site to encourage future purchases. Access to the Webkinz site expires after a year, and the only way to renew is to buy another Webkinz and register its avatar code. Clever!

In between Webkinz sessions, I have managed to do a few useful things in the real world, but it has been hard to stay focused. Hopefully I’ll do better today. Chris has been doing a much better job than I have of being productive; not only has he shoveled a lot of snow and done laundry, but he has been assembling some shelving units. Good husband!

We’re expecting at least six more inches of snow this afternoon and tomorrow … wow. Guess we’ll be having a few more days of family bonding time!

 

Life B.K. (Before Kid)

My son, A.J., during a family vacation to Yellowstone National Park in 2009

Life was so much simpler before I had a kid.

Back then, I never had to take off work to attend a school play or worry about how to occupy a 7-year-old during a two-month summer break from school. I never had to scramble at 5 a.m. to negotiate child care because snow closed local schools but not my office.

I used to be able to spend my evenings socializing with friends or relaxing at home rather than reviewing my son’s homework. I used to sleep as late as I liked on the weekends rather than getting up before 8 a.m. to feed my son and drive him to extracurricular activities. I used to be able to go on vacation whenever my husband and I liked rather than being tied to our son’s school schedule.

Life was simpler back then, and sometimes I really miss those days. But most of the time I appreciate the wonders of having brought someone into the world and watching him grow into his own person. I love seeing my son’s mischievous smile and answering his questions on everything from biology and weather to the rules of the road and the budget deficit. I like how he sings in the shower and hugs me at bedtime.

Despite all the scheduling challenges, I enjoy being a parent. And work is going well, too!

This post is part of the Fem 2.0 Blog Carnival on Work-Life hosted by About Working Moms.

 

Chaos

The past few weeks have been unusually busy at work and at home, and I think it’s getting to me. I haven’t done any personal blogging for awhile, and I’m overdue in responding to e-mail messages, which is very unusual for me. Apparently my parents have noticed my social absence, too; last weekend they actually called to make sure I was ok — something they haven’t done in ages.

At least I was organized enough to send my brother a present in time for his birthday, and I did send him an e-mail message yesterday wishing him a good day, so I’m not completely behind. But I still haven’t gotten around to sending two of my godkids their Christmas gifts because I haven’t been able to get to the post office, nor have I responded to a stack of holiday letters. I have a bunch of photos I took during a visit to the zoo with friends several weeks ago that I still haven’t downloaded or e-mailed. In general, I’ve been neglecting a lot of social obligations, and I’m starting to feel very guilty.

I’m taking the day off Monday. That will make work pile up at the office, but I really need some time to think and get things back under control at home. I don’t want this chaos to continue; it’s stressful.

 

Lurker!

Apparently this blog has at least one regular reader. (Hi!) She has yet to comment on anything I’ve written, though. Lurker!

 

Good Husband

Chris has been doing more than his fair share of parenting the last few days. On Saturday, I had to work all day to get out a lot of information about the situation in Haiti, including articles, texts, a podcast transcript and a photo gallery. I started my work day about 9:15 a.m., after making breakfast for everyone and getting cleaned up, and didn’t finish until about 10:30 p.m. Poor Chris not only had to take A.J. to his taekwondo and Chinese classes, but he also had to spend a few hours in the library trying to find information about a relatively obscure spider for a project A.J. has due next week. (He didn’t find anything useful in the library; we’re looking for good Internet resources now.) Chris didn’t get any break at all on Saturday; he also had to prepare dinner, a task I normally perform, and get A.J. to bed without any help. I really hope I don’t have to work again next weekend!

Tonight Chris also helped out a lot. He got home as A.J. and I were starting to get frustrated with each other over some homework that is fairly simple but that has to be turned in tomorrow. A.J. kept saying he didn’t know the answers and wanted me to tell him what to do. I refused. Chris took over the situation, delaying his own dinner, to work with A.J. After dinner, he again stepped in, helping A.J. bathe himself instead of having me handle that part of the evening ritual.

I’m really lucky to have Chris. I wonder how single parents manage?

 

PSA: Help Haiti by Texting

Public Service Announcement: Text YELE to 501501 to contribute $5 to disaster relief efforts in Haiti thru the Wyclef Jean Foundation (charge will appear on your phone bill) or HAITI to 90999 to donate $10 to Red Cross efforts.

More info from America.gov (a State Department Web site):
President Obama Urges Americans to Donate Assistance for Haiti