Turn, Turn, Turn

Things are changing in my household like the seasons. Le Petit Bebe is growing like a weed. She's smarter and more genius every day. Genius, genius, genius. She's magic, I say, pure magic!

My good husband was finally handed his pink slip on Thursday. That means his part-time, grant job will be ending in a month, or two paychecks. That means that its time to start getting real and get some big things done. For my good husband=Final completion forever and ever amen of his thesis. Have I mentioned that before? Not sure... He was home today "working" on it. I say it like that because the last time he said he was going to do that, he did not. I was livid, but kept it to myself. He's an adult. But you can bet that I'll be inquiring for details about his progress this evening. I'd like the word "thesis" removed from my vocabulary when its all said, typed and done.

Sister-in-Law is moving out this summer, looks like, and in with a friend. She'll have put almost a year in with us. Glad to have had her, good for her. I'm very much ready to have my house back. One extra person and one extra dog = 3 large dogs, 3 adults and one child. That's a full house, yo. Like everyone I know said, it sure was nice of us. She never really fulfilled her part of certain agreements: babysitting (some, but not much, we probably went on 5-7 dates in the last year...doesn't seem like much), helping with expenses (just enough to break even with the extra utilities that she utilized), oh, and helping with cleaning (I think she vacuumed 3 times...only when I asked her to). It was an experiment. There's only one occasion in which I'd do this again, and that would be for my sister because I know that she knows how to clean, do laundry appropriately (I might do a whole blog on this) and take care of business in general with no weird shit. I love my SIL like my own blood, but time to get along little dogies.

This is the time of year that I always dream about my husband getting an awesome job offer in NC, we pack the bags, sell the house and move and all is well and better and magic. But so far, that's just the day dream. 3.5 months until we get to (hopefully, if monies allow) run off on another (non mid-semester) vacation...

Times ahead are tough, but I am very hopeful. Super, duper hopeful.

Have a nice day, mean it!

Resolving to lighten up.

Life is tough some times. But how boring would it be without something to keep us moving forward, to improve, to ponder, to imagine, to grieve, to love?

My boss gave me a card today that she got on vacation. The inside is blank, but the outside says this: "pull up your big girl panties and just deal with it. Sometimes we have to do that.

I think I can do that for 6 more weeks or so. Then we can go to the pool with Bebe! Yeah!

Have a super awesome day,
Molly

Post Vacation Joy Fail

Vacation was great, but it was much too short this time around. Also, I'm less sure about anything now than I was before I left. I have no idea what to do about it either. Suppose I'll just push on through and try to survive this semester. I'm just done. Checked out. Insecure. Overworked. I'm kind of at that point where I'd love to be a stay at home mom. I need to knock that off because it is not an option in any way. I'm ready to sell the house, pack up and try to start over someplace new. New stressors and old. I'm doing lots of stress eating. We have ants, a shit ton that we poisoned around the house for before we left. And here they are a week later! Thriving and entering the house in a different location. I have a husband who doesn't know what to do with his life and no motivation to finish his @3*&)*!!(+* thesis. Oh, and thanks to all the budget cutting in the world, he's probably going to lose his part time grant job. I'm about ready to shut down the cable and the gym so we can pinch pennies even more.

But today wasn't so bad really. We pulled in the driveway around 9AM est (BTW, we left Vegas at 12:20AM vegas time, flew 4 hours to Cincinnati and then drove an hour home. Oh, and my bag with wheels busted during flight so we had to go and pull a massive amount of clothing into a free bag from Delta.) When we got here I paid the dog sitter and then we all crawled into bed until about noon or one. We were so zonked that we forgot to close the garage door before falling over. The SIL went to spend the night with her non-boyfriend-boyfriend, also good as we all needed a break from one another. We have some groceries and I made some granola today. Breakfast tomorrow will be exciting. Did I also mention that I am in need of a new coffee maker? I have my sites on a fancy one that I shouldn't buy but will be buying anyways because I am an adult and free to make occasional selfish decisions. So there you go, judge away. I know I am...and will.

Its late, my hours are all screwed, Bebe is wide awake, hubby is whiney and I am in no mood. I have two more days to get homework done, study and get my general shit together. Wish me luck.

Happy....wait, what day is this again?