This post is dedicated a little to the personal side of my life as apart from my usual RC stuff. Over the last few months our building has started a massive project called Tama 38. A project that is supposed to strengthen up old buildings and prepare them for an earthquake or bombing. The project itself gives the apartment owners another room and a balcony while the renovator receives two more floors.
So far we’ve been surviving it and making the best to keep uplifted emotionally about the changes happening around us. Yesterday though was a breaking point when we had plaster walls built in our living room and master bedroom. The plaster walls are supposed to protect us from what is being done on the outside but apart from that are also blocking out all of the natural light that we used to get because on both rooms we had huge windows and those have been covered.
The feeling of people working in your house when you don’t really want this whole project is horrible. Yesterday the whole situation broke my wife, and set her into tears. All morning I was trying my best not to do anything that might add to the whole situation.
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In the afternoon despite me being extremely tried considering I was after a night shift without having slept due to the work that took place in our bedroom I decided to start fixing the house back. I was only able to fix so much though before my wife came home with the kids so I only managed to give her a half surprise. When she got home we finished fixing and I went to sleep for only about 2 hours because I had to get up and go to another night shift. When I got up my wife told me about a call she got from one of the parents in my sons class saying that he is continuously bugging her daughter. What a great way to top off my day, ahhh?
Frustrated, tried, confused, sad, exhausted from life, I went to work. When I got there I just couldn’t start working I was flooded emotionally and just enter the line. I asked a friend if he could cover for me a few minutes so I can go smoke a cigarette but all I really wanted was to let it out. To cry like a little child, to try just for a moment to let it all out everything I’ve been holding inside for a while, the building issue, my son’s issues, my daughter’s issues. That’s what I did, I weeped for a whole cigarette and when I was done I wiped off my tears and went inside.
Feeling a bit better and too tried to go to sleep as I could have, I felt like I had to do something, to build something new. So I started building a FT Charlie for the build ruary. I would have finished building it if I wouldn’t have had to stay up for a meeting today about which school we should send our daughter too. So I put it a side and went to lay down for another 2 hours until the cleaning lady woke us up. Today wasn’t easy either and we got out of the meeting without a decision and a lot of discussing and checking to do. Still awake and exhausted I still have a staff meeting at work to night, and until then I have to entertain two kids. Wish me luck.
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