We’re halfway there,ohhh living on a prayer…
Times are tough. Of that there is no doubt. We have been very lucky,yet again. My husband starts a new job(for what seems like the bajillionth time) on Monday. A super-rockin’ job that comes with a company car AND a gas card. I KNOW! Pinch me please,’cause I must be dreaming…
I think the most important thing I have learned in my rather young married life is this. You HAVE to stick together. Together you can weather anything that comes your way. And trust me, we have weathered a lot in the six years we have been together!
But I knew that going in. Marriage is hard work. Anyone who tells you differently is full of crap. The rewards are sweet,however. There is nothing like the feeling you get of knowing that someone always has your back…
Cliched, but very,very true. I have several friends who are going through economic difficulties of their own right now. Either they, or their spouses, are not handling the pressure of it all in the most healthful of ways. I am kind of at a loss as to what to do or say. I’m just trying to be there for them. It’s all I really can do.
I hope that for everyone’s sakes the economy begins to improve. It has been this way for far too long. We could all use a little break.
My Baby…
Today, my oldest son “graduated” from pre-K. I cried. I know it sounds silly. I get that. It’s just that he’s my baby. My firstborn. Numero Uno. Well, you get the general idea. I just cannot seem to comprehend that he is growing up. Or growing away from me. With every passing year I lose a little piece of him to the mean ,old world around him. That’s tough to take. I like to think that I am learning all these lessons now so I can be better prepared for when this begins to happen to his little brother. But I know myself pretty well and I think I can safely say that ain’t gonna happen. Not in this lifetime.
I’m not one of those mama’s though. I am proud of my children’s accomplishments. Truly. From those first,albeit wobbly, steps to mastering eating with a fork to POTTY TRAINING(FOR WHICH I AM STILL SO VERY GRATEFUL I COULD KISS THE COLLECTIVE INTERNETS RIGHT ON THE MOUTH,BUT INSTEAD HAVE CHOSEN TO USE ALL CAPS TO SHOW MY PLEASURE!). I’m done now.
My point is this. I am trying hard to remember to just enjoy each day with them. They will only be this age once. Some days I do better at it than others. I also know I am lucky to be able to spend every day with them. I don’t take that for granted. I just wish time would maybe not go by quite so fast. I don’t think that’s too much to ask…
6 minutes…
Dude, I only have six minutes to write this. No pressure. It’s all goooooooood.
Basically, the Conflicker Virus kilt my computer. Dead. Way dead. My husband’s super-awesome new job keeps him from fixing it. Swell,no? I miss you all. So,so much.
He has promised(on pain of no more nooky) TO.FIX.IT.ALREADY.this weekend.ALREADY.
But everything is great. Truly.
Lovies!
Top Ten Reasons Why Being a Stay-at-home-mom Rocks!
And now ,in no particular order, here we go!
1- The uniform is just about the best there is. Don’t really feel like getting out of your jammies? Then don’t. Who is gonna see you?
2- One word-Naps. I don’t really think that one needs any sort of qualification. Not if you already are a mom. And besides, who doesn’t like naps? Nobody I would want to be pals with, that’s for sure!
3- I have plenty of free time for whatever. Mainly errands. BUT! I am planning my garden(s) and that is quite exciting. At least to me. You will all be jealous when I have yummy veggies this summer though.
4- I no longer have to deal with bitchy women. Which is the greatest perk as far as I am concerned.
5- I am able to be with the boys 24/7. Wait, the jury is still out on that part of it. Kidding. Mostly. I know that I will look back on these days and wonder how they could have gone by so fast soon enough. They are only this age once. I am enjoying it.
6- I finally get to take Dub to story time at the library. I haven’t. But it is nice to know I can.
7- Dude, my house is amazingly clean. All the times. That is pretty cool.
8- I get to pick Nub up from school every day. That may sound lame to some people, but it was kind of a big deal to me. I like to pick him up and hear all about his day.
9- My relationship with my husband is better. I feel like we are more of a team. Does that sound crazy?
10- I may have developed a love for,ahem,daytime television. What? It is a guilty pleasure. Jeez, don’t be judgy-wudgy. It is not attractive.
So there you have it. I am enjoying staying at home with the boys. My stress levels are practically non-existent. My skin is clear. My energy is high. Life is good.
Updates…Gack-inspiring Updates…
Jimmy was laid off from his job about three weeks ago. He has since accepted a new position, with a better company, for more money. Which is great!
Because I got fired last week. For the stupidest reason ever. And here it is. I had a verbal argument with another employee while in the office on our lunch break. It lasted all of two minutes. Maybe. We were(and are) fine the next day. My boss however? Not so much. So we were both fired. After almost two years with that company. There was no other reason given other than that. I can’t really talk about it right now because I am still too upset. But you better believe that I will be writing about the rest of it soon. Y’all will be pissed. I was. Still am,actually. Bitches.
Anyhoo. I am now going back to being a stay-at-home-mom. Which,quite frankly, ROCKS. I am making homemade pizza for dinner tonight and I need to get my butt to the store right now! We are working on getting our computer set back up at our house. It shouldn’t be much longer.
Then I can go back to being on here all the times. See ya!
Sara Smile…
Dear Sary,
You have been gone for a little over a year now. I miss you every day.And yet I am still so goddamned pissed at you for leaving the way you did. I don’t understand why you did that. I don’t know if anyone does. If they did, no explanation was given. It doesn’t make it any easier to deal with.
I guess I just really want to know why. Why did you do such a selfish, horrible thing? Why did you not see how many,many people loved you? Why did you feel you had not one person to talk to? Not fucking one? I lived down the street from you. Down the street. You can’t know how bad that made me feel. Still makes me feel,actually. I just never felt comfortable around M. I still don’t. She didn’t seem to care too much for me either. But you can’t really blame her. I was there for the whole T. debacle. Which should have been fine. I should have dealt. Moved passed it. Something. Anything but not see you.
Dude, do you remember that day we followed her to M.’s house? Because we caught her in that lie? C. had been egging you on. We were all hanging out and watching the race, or football. You decided you had to know the truth once and for all. So we filled the cooler with beer and drove to her house. We parked down the street and proceeded to spy on her lying ass. Until it became painfully apparent that she was cheating on you. Then it wasn’t fun anymore and we drove home. We sat up all night talking and listening to music.
We had a lot of fun together, you and I.Oh, the stories I could tell.I try to remember that when it starts to hurt too much. I think about the good times. Going out to dinner at Spondivits with R. Those damn Dallas socks you wore to work just about every day! Verne Troyer. Going next door to Alan’s to get your tattoo AND your piercing.How you would leave me coffee in the mornings if you had to go to work before I did.
I haven’t forgotten one thing about you,Sug. I couldn’t. I just wanted you to know that.To know that one person truly loved you exactly as you were. That you were the best friend a girl could ever ask for.
I guess all that is really left now is for me to finally say goodbye. I hope that you finally found the peace you so desperately needed. I wish I could have been a better friend to you. That is my issue. I want you to know that I will mourn you all the days of my life.
So long, Sug. Be happy.
Me
Apologies…
I have NO idea why the comments are off on my last post. We are having serious computer issues. My hubs is going to get right on it. I apologize for any inconvenience…
Saving The Drama…
I will have been at my current job for two years in April. I do love it. But! I just don’t think I am that happy there anymore. My boss is pregnant with her third child, they are *possibly* buying a second store and they have made the most senior person one of two assistant managers. The other manager? Will be brought in. They have no plans on keeping the other assistant manager in house.
And that bothers me. Quite a bit actually. I’m not saying I should have automatically got the job. But someone in the store should have. It is only fair. I just don’t think you can bring someone in two years into being a store and expect them to do the job as well as someone who knows the ins and outs of the place. Just my opinion.
I also don’t really feel like I can ask questions or even present my point of view to my boss right now because she IS pregnant. The whole situation is just really screwed up. I also realize that the economy is in the toilet and I should be grateful to even have a job. And I am. I just wish the situation could be better than it is. We are having a ton of customer complaints. I truly believe that the majority of them are completely unwarranted. People have been very unhappy with their offers(because their stuff is SHIT!) and as a result they are claiming we(as a staff) are rude. Which is such crap. It just really bothers me. Don’t get me wrong, we can be rude, and we have been. BUT! When we were, we admitted we were and explained why we were. That has just not been the case right now.
I am really kind of torn as to what to do. I have requested next weekend off in order to move(woot!woot!) and I think that will give me a much needed break. If you can call moving a “break”!! I don’t want to do anything rash.
I will think on it for a while and see what I come up with.
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Ready…
I can put up with a lot of things. I have a fairly high level of patience which is now rapidly beginning to run the fuck out. I swore after the last time that I would not be put in this situation again. Ever. I swore I would live on the streets first. And then someone tried to break into our house. And then our slumlord,er landlord, decided I apparently made the whole thing up. And then he got freaky with us about the rent. So. We moved out. Again. Don’t get me started on how DH called the afternoon of said move to say if we gave him 800$ in cash we could stay. Yeah. Dude is seriously on some crack.
We moved back in with my parents. Gah. We have found another home, we are moving in this weekend,thankyoujesus. Because I cannot take one more second of my nutty mother. Bad things will happen if I have to stay here any longer. She is crazy. Like bat-shit crazy. She told my husband that she has been experiencing “insomnia” after the death of my grandma. She says she is unable to go to sleep until around four in the morning. Yeah. I personally believe it’s because she stays up playing online poker all damn night and doesn’t stumble out of bed until around noon. Or maybe it’s the NAPS she takes at SEVEN ‘O’ CLOCK AT NIGHT. FOR TWO HOURS. Call me crazy, but that might have a little somethin’ to do with it.
Look out sanity, I’m coming home!
