I am not convinced my chat yesterday with Pepe was not received with joy and wonder.
Today she came in and I am not sure if I felt a sense of “something is off” or that I was just really uncomfortable with the entire situation. But I was and am uncomfortable, and I slink around her, as I wait for the bomb to drop.
The bomb in this analogy is her resigning.
Pepe carried on as normal today, though I could feel there was a tension in the air.’When I am nervous and really tense I start to sound chipper and perky. Me and chipper and perky are not a good combination and would unsettle anyone.
I took Dexter to the vet early this morning, as he was now poo’ing and voming and both included blood.
Vet did some blood work and had to go and “get a stool sample…” None of the results show anything, but Dexter was given two injections, a full check over, more deworming tablets, and three sets of medication which I need to give him to try to stabilise his tummy.
I have also put him on Eukanuba Puppy Digestion kibble and we will see how that fares. I will wait 24 hours and if he is not better then he may need to do a vet+drip+24 hours stunt.
I hate that I feel so uncomfortable around Pepe. I keep “waiting and expecting” her to tell me that she will be resigning, or what ever is worse.
I know I may have sounded glib yesterday, but seriously if Pepe leaves me I will be what ever the term is when you pass devastated and you just ran past gutted. My little world, he would crumble – if you had seen me go nuts before, it is nothing in comparison to how I look when I get a Dear Janet letter from my domestic help.
On another matter – Isabelle went to her “school for an open day” today. She had her outfit on, her hair in pigtails, her pink K-Way kids back-pack on and off we went to school.
I love the school, and I am thrilled she is there. There were a lot of really new shiny moms, who asked questions like: “If my child is upset will you sms me … so I know how he is doing?”
“What should I pack in her lunch box?”
Shiny happy moms make me nervous, so I suddenly got really interested in a box of plastic dinosaurs.
Isabelle did not disappoint, and got into a little shoving match with a little girl name Lea over a little wooden toy. In Isabelle’s defense, Lea did push first, but Isabelle was not going to be outdone, so came back with a might shove. But Lea, who I was immediately fond of, shoved Isabelle back – and Isabelle was a good 5kg heavier than this little petite girl.
As Lea’s dad pulled her away from Isabelle, Lea kicked out her leg to give Isabelle a kick in the shins. I felt a bit more secure that other kids might also “not play well with others…” so that did reassure me a bit.
Officially she starts school on Tuesday. I am thrilled for Isabelle and her new school.
However I am a bit distracted with mentally trying to make plans as I really think that Pepe is going to tell me to shove my job and abandon me. Is it too soon to start skimming through gumtree??
