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If You Poke It, It Moves.

I won’t start this post by saying, OMG, I haven’t blogged in months! I think you can see that already. I’ll just jump right in like I’ve been here every day. =)

Today is Monday and I hate Mondays. But, I hate this Monday even more. This week is the last week that I will have 2 of my daycare kids full-time. They’ll be going down to 1 day a week, which is basically nothing. NOTHING! Dear Internets, this is cutting my already mediocre income in half. HALF! I’m trying not to stress it because, amazingly, I have gotten 4 emails and 1 call about potential kids. Really odd how that happens seeing as though before last week I was barely getting calls. *hmmmm* So, I’m going to enjoy this week and then PANIC LIKE HELL on Saturday and Sunday.

Anyway, there’s so much going on in my life (some good…some bad) and I don’t have much time right now (or desire) to get into it. I did want to pop in and say I AM ALIVE! Still doing daycare, still homeschooling…and still…well…not much has changed (sadly).  Hopefully I can remember to login and share what happens in my world at least once a week. (meh)

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And Another One

So, I got this new Firefox 3 addon called ScribeFire, and I’m trying it out right now. I was hoping it would get me more active with posting. But, I’m not sure that’s possible right now.

Things are pretty hectic on the homefront. Busy, busy. Good news is that BOTH of my businesses are picking up. That’s good, because my pockets have been looking pretty empty lately. Now we can afford to flush the toilets. =)

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360 Degrees

So, I really haven’t blogged in quite some time. That’s not really surprising though. There are often 6 month breaks in between posts. But that’s alright. Cause I was doing stuff. And stuff.

In June I mentioned something about getting my shit together by August. Well, I did. I made decisions about work, school and housing. And don’t you know I’ve done just about a 360. That’s right. I’m almost exactly where I started one year ago.

I’m back to doing the same job. I’m living in a home just down the road from my old home. And school…well, I still hate it and it’s around. Although, this semester, I had to drop my classes. I was working full-time outside the home, doing client work after work, while homeschooling, and in the middle of moving. I was falling behind in my assignments and thought it best to drop the classes and pick them up in Jan. *sigh*

So now, I have a bit more time on my hands, but I have 3 design clients that I’m working with and one of them is driving me crazy with the changes she’s making. I also picked up a logo design project just yesterday. Surprise, surprise, they want it done cheap. *snort*

Now the good part! KIDS! Mine and the daycare. I quit daycare in Feb 2008 to help my dad at his business. How on Earth did I end up BACK in it?? I have to say, while homeschooling this is the best thing I can do. Everything else keeps me out of the loop too much. While I was working outside the home my ex was guiding them through the lessons. He was to keep track of things they needed help with so I could help them when I got home. HA! Didn’t happen. Now I feel like I actually know what’s going on. We’ve been learning about Vikings in history. Sandro Botticelli in artist study. Earthquakes and Volcanoes in science. Interesting stuff.

Now, I’ve got to go and wash my hair. I have parent interviews tomorrow and I want to look like I haven’t been rolling in dirt! Then after that I clean the kitchen, which is the WORST JOB IN THE FREAKIN’ WORLD! And then a movie with the kids before I work on one of my clients projects.

Have a beautiful Saturday night. ♥

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Let’s Get Happy.

I’m not doing anything I really want to be doing right now. In life I mean.

A month ago I thought I was. I thought I enjoyed the things I was doing (job, home, relationships)…but…I’m not. Hell, a year or two ago, you couldn’t tell me I wasn’t doing everything I wanted to do and I was damn happy about it. (no I’m not going through a mid-life crisis…I’m still young and spry damnit)

I want to fix the feelings of displeasure, but for some reason I’m stumped on how to get started. I don’t want a job that I have no joy in doing. I don’t want to live somewhere that doesn’t make me happy. I don’t want to have relationships with people that make me wrinkle my brow more than smile.

The one thing about myself that I know VERY well is that I make FAST decisions. Sometimes with little thought. Which is probably why I return a lot of things to the store. *hmmmm*

So, what I’ve decided is to take the time this summer to figure out all the things that need figuring. I start school at the end of August and by then I plan to have some decisions made about the above. Well, except one. That one has been figured. *cryptic ain’t I?*

Speaking of rash decisions. Have you ever applied for a job that you really didn’t want? Maybe the pay wasn’t on par with what you desired? Or the benefits were a little shaky? Yes? No? Well, I did. I applied for a position working with cell phone support. The pay sucks, but there are benefits, and I’m sick of out of pocket benefits. Sick of it people. So, I thought, it sounds like a very interesting job. A job that I could totally get into. There is a 4-week training that they give you the option of flying out of town for OR sitting in on the class via satellite. *snort* Yea…like I’d be flying anywhere. Anyway, when I applied it was with the assumption that there was no way in hell they would call me. Sure I have computer tech support experience, but that has nothing to do with cellphone support, right? And don’t you know they called. Why is it when I really want a job, I get nothing. I said, SURE to the meeting with the manager and went in today.

It went well. She liked me. I could tell. Or maybe I couldn’t. Whatever. BUT, the job is a little different from what I expected and I could feel my desire sinking. I wondered why on Earth I applied for it. =/

When I got home (mind you, we had rainforest-like rains today — luckily my hair was in a bun), we (ok the kids) discovered that my son had dropped a small peanut off of his ice cream cone earlier. One peanut. One. And it was COVERED … COOOOVERED in little red/brown (what the hell color are they) ants. UGH! and YUCK! I got bug spray to kill them. Yes…yes I know they are the tiniest little thing. But a bug is a bug and bug spray is for bugs! I wanted to scold him (my son) for dropping food on the floor and not picking it up…and then I started thinking…hmmm….I had ice cream too. And I couldn’t remember if I lost a nut or two, so i thought better of it.

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Ok. Quick. Before I Get In The Shower.

I got this from Roni.

1. Can you sing the fight song?
Uh..Nope.

2. Who was your favorite teacher?
I don’t think I had one. Honestly, my memory is sucky. I can barely remember ANY names of the teachers in high school. Oddly, I can remember the teacher’s names from elementary school.

3. What was your school mascot?
Panthers

4. Did you go to the Prom?
Hells yea. Actually, I wasn’t going to go, but my family talked me into going. My aunt bought my dress. My date was my boyfriend at the time. He was two years older and we had been dating since Dec of that school year. The prom was suckage…after prom was suckage…but I really enjoyed being with him.

5. If you could go back, would you?
Hells no.

6. What do you remember most about graduation?
I told you about my memory right? I remember taking a lot of pictures. My parents, family, and boyfriend were there. THEN, my EX boyfriend showed up (he was from a different school). Dude adored me.

7. Where were you on Senior Skip Day?
I have no idea. I don’t think we had one.

8. Did you have a job your senior year?
I sure did. I worked at FootLocker in the mall. Best teen job EVER.

9. Where did you go most often for lunch?
Uh..the lunchroom? And after that we mostly went into the E-Room (big screen tv, games, tables for sitting and gossiping or doing work).

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