Entry #33: Unsure
Okay, where to start with things. It has been awhile since I really have written anything lately. I actually had to look at my last entry to figure out where I left off. And a lot of things have changed since then.
We got a truck. It is a 1990 Dodge Dakota Sport with 132k miles on it. Cost him getting a $2000 loan to get it and we ended up paying $230 worth in taxes, because the guy didn't put $500 on the title like he said he was going to so...we ended up coming short with the money when it came to insurance. The only reason we got it shortly afterwords was thanks to his mom loaning us the money. He paid her cell phone bill to be even. Fun...right?
We finished the CNA class. And I will say this much...clinicals there was the scariest thing on earth. Half the time when I was ICF and this one CNA wasn't working I couldn't find one. The CNAs were suppose to train us and stay with us. Most of them took advantage of us to go smoke for however long they wanted. >_> Pissed me off to no end. I enjoyed my time better at the Alzheimer's/Dementia unit better, because they actually did their job and didn't take advantage of us. The class part wasn't so bad. Watched some videos, went over the notes and quizzes in class, and did the skills. I took the "final" and passed with a 90. Apparently I was the highest score. Matt made an 80. Which is good for his first time around. Next thing we have to do is get certified. Which isn't going to be an easy chore when you lack the funding to sign up for it. Which brings me to my next thing on the list to talk about.
Matt had to quit Walmart, because there was no way on God's green earth that he would be able to work there and do clinicals during the week. The only "unless" was if he just worked Saturday and Sunday, but even then...I think they would of fired him. I hate those bastards. >_< So since we got out of the class we've been looking for a job. So far I've applied to two nursing home, an assisted living facility, Pier 1 Imports, and Earthfare (organic supermarket). One of the nursing homes, Greystone, how I remembered it going was she went over what our pay was going to be pre-certification and post-certification. She said she had to call some lady to set up orientation. And Matt's mamaw keeps going on and on about how that doesn't sound right to her. Me...you say something like that around me...I start to panic. Matt is doing his damnedest to keep me calm along with himself. One day we came home and he just said "I give up". Yesterday we kinda had a fight. Mainly because of this place. I believe we are going up there today and pretty much confront them on the matter. If not here I'll probably get one at Earthfare. It seems rather promising. I need to review vitamins and minerals along with herbs again. Just so I can ensure the job in case Greystone falls through. Although we might have a chance at the Appalachian Christian Village... who knows. I just want a job to pay bills and debt off. I'll be happy then especially when we move out of this place.
Other changes is...Matt basically changed his major which made him change colleges at the same time. Instead of doing Med school...he is going for an Associate's degree in Medical Laboratory Technology. Which is not a bad thing to go into. I was actually going to go into it myself. Pay and benefits are great, schedule is simple and family oriented, and it doesn't take too long to go to school for. Plus for his personality this job is perfect, because he doesn't have to deal with people and can help them at the same time. I told him about it and he liked the sound of it. I also know the program director and from what I remember is that she trains you to be a phlebotomist. So he can work in the field somewhat while doing the major. The CNA thing for him is temporary. Temporary for me too if I get on at MSHA, because through them I can become a PCP. Not unless I can learn to love the CNA job. Meaning I like the people and such, but I prefer hospital settings. The smell is nicer and I can work in Pediatrics if I wanted. Pediatrics is sorta where I want to work when I'm a RN. I still plan on getting my Master's. I haven't officially decided if I want to get my Doctorate's in it.
Oh and I stupidly had decided to talk to my ex-husband. The guy just made me more angry and I had put as a Facebook status: "I can't say it enough...I hate you..." with some comment saying about how the conversation had just fueled that more along with everyday it grows even more. Brian had even liked the comment and I don't believe he knows what on earth that meant. >_> I swear... I honestly think he did that just to be involved in our lives. I told the son-of-a-bitch that I would be more accommodating if I got my things back and saw Daniel, but no...he still wanted to be the same ass. Except I think he became a bigger ass. I doubt he has my stuff anymore. No matter...I was already planning on replacing half of it anyway. Just sad that I lost my diploma, stuffed Pikachu, and some cherry things (found a replacement on Etsy) . I lost a bunch of yarn, but I found some on Etsy I would like to have. I'll get a brand new sewing machine and I found the book set that I love so much. Lost 15 pairs of shoes, but hey I'll buy some new ones. Just had Matt told me I could of brought everything over I would have.
I'm kinda talking to my sister again, but really...I don't believe I'll talk to mom and dad again. Not for awhile at least and really that depends. If they can let go of my ex and embrace Matt for who he is. Just accept that my life with my ex is over. If they can't...then Daniel will be their only grandchild that they get to see then. Honestly...why do you give gifts to the one your daughter is divorcing and talk to them still? In my mind...that is just betrayal. And no thanks...I've dealt with that enough. I finally found happiness. I'm keeping it and I'm actually able to work on my life.
Anyway, the day isn't over yet. I'll probably write on what I do today later on. Let's just hope...
We got a truck. It is a 1990 Dodge Dakota Sport with 132k miles on it. Cost him getting a $2000 loan to get it and we ended up paying $230 worth in taxes, because the guy didn't put $500 on the title like he said he was going to so...we ended up coming short with the money when it came to insurance. The only reason we got it shortly afterwords was thanks to his mom loaning us the money. He paid her cell phone bill to be even. Fun...right?
We finished the CNA class. And I will say this much...clinicals there was the scariest thing on earth. Half the time when I was ICF and this one CNA wasn't working I couldn't find one. The CNAs were suppose to train us and stay with us. Most of them took advantage of us to go smoke for however long they wanted. >_> Pissed me off to no end. I enjoyed my time better at the Alzheimer's/Dementia unit better, because they actually did their job and didn't take advantage of us. The class part wasn't so bad. Watched some videos, went over the notes and quizzes in class, and did the skills. I took the "final" and passed with a 90. Apparently I was the highest score. Matt made an 80. Which is good for his first time around. Next thing we have to do is get certified. Which isn't going to be an easy chore when you lack the funding to sign up for it. Which brings me to my next thing on the list to talk about.
Matt had to quit Walmart, because there was no way on God's green earth that he would be able to work there and do clinicals during the week. The only "unless" was if he just worked Saturday and Sunday, but even then...I think they would of fired him. I hate those bastards. >_< So since we got out of the class we've been looking for a job. So far I've applied to two nursing home, an assisted living facility, Pier 1 Imports, and Earthfare (organic supermarket). One of the nursing homes, Greystone, how I remembered it going was she went over what our pay was going to be pre-certification and post-certification. She said she had to call some lady to set up orientation. And Matt's mamaw keeps going on and on about how that doesn't sound right to her. Me...you say something like that around me...I start to panic. Matt is doing his damnedest to keep me calm along with himself. One day we came home and he just said "I give up". Yesterday we kinda had a fight. Mainly because of this place. I believe we are going up there today and pretty much confront them on the matter. If not here I'll probably get one at Earthfare. It seems rather promising. I need to review vitamins and minerals along with herbs again. Just so I can ensure the job in case Greystone falls through. Although we might have a chance at the Appalachian Christian Village... who knows. I just want a job to pay bills and debt off. I'll be happy then especially when we move out of this place.
Other changes is...Matt basically changed his major which made him change colleges at the same time. Instead of doing Med school...he is going for an Associate's degree in Medical Laboratory Technology. Which is not a bad thing to go into. I was actually going to go into it myself. Pay and benefits are great, schedule is simple and family oriented, and it doesn't take too long to go to school for. Plus for his personality this job is perfect, because he doesn't have to deal with people and can help them at the same time. I told him about it and he liked the sound of it. I also know the program director and from what I remember is that she trains you to be a phlebotomist. So he can work in the field somewhat while doing the major. The CNA thing for him is temporary. Temporary for me too if I get on at MSHA, because through them I can become a PCP. Not unless I can learn to love the CNA job. Meaning I like the people and such, but I prefer hospital settings. The smell is nicer and I can work in Pediatrics if I wanted. Pediatrics is sorta where I want to work when I'm a RN. I still plan on getting my Master's. I haven't officially decided if I want to get my Doctorate's in it.
Oh and I stupidly had decided to talk to my ex-husband. The guy just made me more angry and I had put as a Facebook status: "I can't say it enough...I hate you..." with some comment saying about how the conversation had just fueled that more along with everyday it grows even more. Brian had even liked the comment and I don't believe he knows what on earth that meant. >_> I swear... I honestly think he did that just to be involved in our lives. I told the son-of-a-bitch that I would be more accommodating if I got my things back and saw Daniel, but no...he still wanted to be the same ass. Except I think he became a bigger ass. I doubt he has my stuff anymore. No matter...I was already planning on replacing half of it anyway. Just sad that I lost my diploma, stuffed Pikachu, and some cherry things (found a replacement on Etsy) . I lost a bunch of yarn, but I found some on Etsy I would like to have. I'll get a brand new sewing machine and I found the book set that I love so much. Lost 15 pairs of shoes, but hey I'll buy some new ones. Just had Matt told me I could of brought everything over I would have.
I'm kinda talking to my sister again, but really...I don't believe I'll talk to mom and dad again. Not for awhile at least and really that depends. If they can let go of my ex and embrace Matt for who he is. Just accept that my life with my ex is over. If they can't...then Daniel will be their only grandchild that they get to see then. Honestly...why do you give gifts to the one your daughter is divorcing and talk to them still? In my mind...that is just betrayal. And no thanks...I've dealt with that enough. I finally found happiness. I'm keeping it and I'm actually able to work on my life.
Anyway, the day isn't over yet. I'll probably write on what I do today later on. Let's just hope...