Well, I’m going to tell you anyway.

I am seriously wishing I’d never said “yes” to taking this temp job and I am so glad it’s going to only last these two weeks. Don’t get me wrong, I like the people and I don’t think the work would really be that hard – if I knew what I was doing. There is just so much here to do that I don’t know what I’m doing that I am just feeling SO lost.

Steve says I wasn’t trained good enough and maybe that is so. But also part of it is the level of personal stuff that these people put into the business. Maybe things would be different if the office away from the house was finished and I was over there. But twice now I’ve had to call to make a dentist appointment for the lady of the house, yesterday I had to make a vet appointment for one of the dogs (long story there), and all sorts of things like that.

People call and expect me to know what they’re talking about before they say it. They don’t realize I’m only on my second day, I have no clue what they’re talking about, nor can I really help them, and the guy they really need to talk to… I have no idea where he is.

I’m just so stressed right now…

And, you see, it’s Tuesday. I wasn’t even supposed to come in today. But yesterday she asks me to trade Tuesday with Wednesday because she wants me to work on a project for her job. Because it’s computer related. She wants me to prepare some charts in Excel. That would be fine if I understood the informtaion she wants in the charts or how she wants it laid out – but because I don’t understand the information itself, I am having trouble figuring out how to organize it. So I figured I’d post here and maybe relieve some stress.

Then there’s the payments that have to be made for various mortgages. The secretary I am filling in on told me to just harrass the owners because I can’t write checks anyway, just make sure that they pay this stuff. Yesterday I’m told, “oh whatever, you can write them” and now I’m faced with writing checks to places I don’t know where they go and for money I don’t know where it’s supposed to come from and for a mysterious amount, for that matter.

If I were only dealing with the things I was trained for… we’d all be a lot happier. I thought I was here to take rent payments, deposit them, write receipts, answer the phone and take messages… Do you know that I went to the same bank THREE TIMES yesterday? Yesterday sucked royal you-know-what.

Maybe I’ll just sit here and bide my time until the lady gets back then make her go through the information with me and do this chart thing together. I don’t care if I have to stay later, I just want to get that done so I don’t have to deal with it later and so she doesn’t try to take my Wednesday back.

Then I will be happy when this part of my life is over and I will never do this again. Maybe it’s a good thing I’ve never been able to get a job. I want to just stay home – do some work out of my home. This whole handling someone else’s crap and then my own crap and my kid and husband… it’s too stressful and confusing.

How DO you working moms do it!?