It's finally Friday

Surprise!

I didn't get everything done that I wanted to this week. Oh well, I tried. I did get a new haircut today and I am looking forward to going to work next week.

I think I ate something "tainted". I've had a headache for two days, along with a bit of a tummy ache....I wish it would go away. I have that low grade fever feeling....slightly sweaty, but not really...ugh!

Hopefully, I will be more interesting next time I post.

Procrastination Station

Joey is learning how to plan his day, schedule his time, procrastinate....

I hate to tell him that it only gets worse from here. I would kill to have 6th grade homework and a few household chores as my only responsibilities. He would like to stay up late to finish the stuff he should have been doing on Monday. I'm still deciding.

His dad is much the same. MIL is moving to my town on Saturday, so I drove hubby over to her house, his intention being to drive her car over here for her. He hasn't started it in two weeks, but he was sure it was good for me to drive home. Except it wouldn't start.....so I took his truck home. He called AAA and got a jump, only to have it die an hour later. Probably should have taken care of this a week ago?

Of course, me bitching about it here will only bring me some awful car karma. I can't seem to stop myself though.

Just another Wednesday night

DH is watching college football, I'm helping Joey with his homework (integers and word problems). The air is definitely cool...fall like-even (for this area). I had an amazing day, starting with volunteering in Hope's class. I got to tutor 1st graders in addition....too fun! Then, good gossip with a 4th grade teacher and lunch with a friend. We went to a new sushi place, and we had a blast! Then a few errands, back at school to pick up the kids, and dinner.

All is well with my family

On Vacation Already?

I feel like I live between two worlds.

I spent 11 years at home, and up until August 4th, believed that I never wanted to return to the paycheck world. Then I started my new job.

It was freaky, because the first week, EVERYONE I met at work told me how much they loved their job. I don't remember loving my old job...as a matter of fact, by the time I made it to maternity leave, I hated that job, and was thrilled to know I was never going back. I cannot remember ever having a job that I loved. Liked or maybe even enjoyed...yes, but loved? I don't think there was ever enough money or respect or recognition for the crap I had to go thru.

Now, this job, it's growing on me. It helps that it's only 10 months per year. It helps that I've only been there 5 weeks and am required to take a week off. It also helps that my boss has a "way" with people. Oh, and my homelife is good, but filled with dysfunctional family members (as usual). And the carpet needs cleaning and the kids need clothes and one of them needs shots, etc.

Can I just admit that I like going to work....a lot?