Still a week behind on the blogs. Still way to much on my plate. It will probably quiet down eventually.
I officially hate Lowes. We ordered a washer/dryer combo from them for delivery, and they missed the delivery day, without even telling us, when we called about it they said they had rescheduled it. They missed that date without telling us... I may be getting the order of things mixed up a bit, but they then told us they didn't have the item any more (though when we ordered online it said they did.) and it had been transferred to another Lowe's store. Trying to call them we were put on hold for long periods of time, then disconnected, disconnected immediately, put on hold without getting to talk to any actual person, at least once the phone didn't even pick up, they may have just left it off the hook or something. We called again, second or third time missing delivery, and they said they didn't have the washer but they did have the dryer, which they would deliver that day. They did not. They said they'd deliver it the next day, they did not. Then they said it would be delivered two or three weeks later. I try to be a generally peaceful and forgiving person, but the incompetence of this chain is beyond my current, exhausted ability to let slide. I will not give them my money or business unless there is no other reasonable choice. Perhaps they are fine if you are just going into the store and buying something, I don't know. But anything involving their online store, delivery, or phone customer service is really poorly organized and I would strongly recommend you avoid it at all costs. We're currently trying Home Depot, which sounds like it has better organization and reliability. For that kind of stuff.
There have been a bunch of things like this, in this process of moving in. I suppose I have to allow somewhat for the craziness of being in a pandemic. But much of it is unrelated and unaffected by that. People are simply continually giving us false information and not fulfilling their word. It bothers me more than it perhaps should due to being profoundly exhausted. People tell me to take a break, but I don't want to take a break until I have some semblance of order in my house. Right now, everything takes ten times as long as it should because I don't know where things are. I just wanted to assemble a table, something which should have taken 4 minutes, and it was more like an hour, as I searched fruitlessly in several locations for the legs, then the little leg fastening devices, then the hex wrench, before finally finding them or remembering to ask Suzannah where they might be or using something else. It's demoralizing to want to do something important and simple and have it take an hour instead of 5 minutes.
So I'm trying to get things set up to the point where it's more efficient. But every day I go to work for 10 hours doing emotionally demanding stuff and come home tired, and then have to do more work, trying to get it to a decent level of order, and that is also making me exhausted. If I don't do anything, I'm exhausted by trying to accomplish the smallest quality of life improvements. If I do something, I accomplish little and am also exhausted. And then dealing with the frustrations is additionally exhausting.
But what other option do I have? just throw everything in a pile on the floor and roll in it like a pig in it's filth? Disregard all my responsibilities, and just chillax, going counter to my values?
I'm trying to figure out some way I can meet my responsibilities and be working towards having a functional living situation and be taking enough time off to not run down and burn out, but figuring that out itself takes a good deal of time and energy, which just adds to the problem in the short run.
For now I just have to accept the fact that I'm exhausted and not very functional and kind of grouchy because of it, while I slowly work my way out of it.
Moving is not always this challenging, but because I had to be living out of my suitcase for two months, I had to break apart my nice system into ugly non-intuitive pieces, so I could bring what I thought would be necessary with me (along with all the heat-susceptible stuff I had to pack in the car rather than the moving pod.)
So, this week is exhausted, run down, and frustrated. I know I normally try and put a positive spin on things so the post isn't a downer, but I'm too exhausted run down and frustrated to do so. The best I can do is say I'll get through it like I always do the hard spots. I'm not dying or anything, it will all be fine. Don't tell me to take a break or take it easier because I don't see a viable way to do so more than I'm already attempting. And don't ask me to reassure you that I'm alright because that's just more work right now. I'm ok, I'll try and figure out if there's a way to get more rest, as soon as I get a chance to sit down and think about it. It's high on my priorities list, but there are a few more pressing things that need to happen first.
aaaand I'm late for my next thing.
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