Mad at the World

Today I'm mad at the world.

I'm sick. 

Again.

Baby is sick.

Husband is sick.

I was awake about 90% of the night.

I didn't dare take any kind of sleep aide/cold meds in case Carolyn had a bad night.

She did.

I did.

By 3 am, I'd given up sleeping at all.

I was covered in baby snot, baby spit-up, Erin snot, and Erin tears.

A 5 am shower took care of all of that.

Only to be covered in all of the same stuff again by 7 with no time to change before leaving.

I was late to the babysitter's and therefore, late to work.

I got my new health insurance information.

My deductible has gone up.  So have all of the co-pays.  There's a new deductible on medications.  And my out-of-pocket maximum has doubled.  They now take more money out of my monthly paycheck toward premiums.  How is that even possible??  I'm no financial expert, but less coverage should equal less money out of my pocket, right?

As I was stewing over insurance coverage, more bad news.

You know that access to all of the campus systems I was bragging about getting? 

And how I'd now be so totally busy at work? 

Yeah.

Um.

Neither of those things is going to happen.

Because apparently no one around here thinks I'm smart enough to handle the responsibility that comes with said access.

This was discussed directly over my head, while I was standing right there.

Normally, I'd let everything roll off my back.

But instead I'm mad.

And exhausted.

And literally snotty.

Can't I just go home and crawl back in bed?