They are home from abroad for many weeks and they are on holiday mode. I am not on holidays. I still have my work to do. It breaks my heart my the way. It was impossible to organise my time to get time off from work by the way.
Now only this my work is very demanding of me and I working towards become certified so I was studying online all summer with assignments and deadlines to meet. This wasn't easy. To hold a job and to make time for my family. I did my absolute best and I did make time for them however I get a sense that it's never ever enough and they want more and more.
The week before last I even took a sick day from my work that was fake just to spend a day with my family followed by a while entire weekend of family time too. It still wasn't enough.
Last week, I had a deadline and assignment and all I got was utter disrespect. It began in Friday night where I was kept late. I had plans to go into the city to get peace from my family and sit in a hotel lobby to get my work done. The late night on Friday had a bad effect on my Saturday morning. I got a spoilt attitude on Saturday morning from my niece/nephew and I didn't feel good leaving but I had to.
I came back late on Saturday night to find the parents drinking in the yard and the children just pining for me to come home. This is a problem. In that the parents are on holiday mode every second evening or night and the care of the children is pushed onto me. I love my niece/nephews by the way but this is a problem. The parents not parenting and getting hungover.
Then on Sunday morning they gave their children a choice if they wanted to go touring for the day and they decided no. They left their children with me for the day. They didn't even talk toe or ask me or consult with me.
I had an assignment to complete by the way. I was nearly done but I just wasn't there yet. My deadline was midnight or it was an automatic fail if I didn't submit it on time.
I ran I to energy problems during the day. I was tired and had migraine but I pushed myself through the work I had to do in bits during the day.
I still wasn't done at 9 or 9.30 at night. By then my mother wanted me to do the bedtime routine with the kids. The parents still were not home.
I really wasn't in a position to leave the work that I had to do and I told her this. This resulted in a senile temper tantrum for hours at me. Just anger, hate and hostility while I was trying to get this done. I think at about 11 I just submit whatever the fuck that was there in front of me in the hope of at least getting a pass. It was so so so sklo hard in the sense that I wasn't allowed the space or the time to apply myself to this.
I have more work to do. The original deadline is this weekend but I was lucky to get an extension. I am required to work this weekend too. But my work is being very accommodating I must admit. My family are still pushing the childcare on me without even talking to me. The children are acting up too.
I am thinking with what's in front of me.
I have a rough copy to stuff already written. I am progressing well with my assignment. I have two other assignments to review and edit and add in some more information. I am thinking.
If I was to really sit down and apply myself to this I am likely looking at maybe about 1 hour approximately brainstorming in relation to editing some answers and then typing my work for another hour or two. Then I have another document to review in the same manner.
I am thinking I could actually get this done by Monday if I was to really apply myself. But nope! I won't be given the time or the respect to get this done. I will be able to get little bits done like a paragraph here or there.
The way I am thinking is, what is the point of dragging this out for many more weeks through the period of the extension when I can get this done within a matter of days. When it's done, that's it then. I will be free for as many fucking babysitting nights as possible although possibly not because I will likely go out and getting fucking drunk. I haven't said those words in years but that's what I need. I haven't had a day or a night out since May. Fucking May.