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I never update this thing, but I read the FL daily.
The house is really coming together. Jorge is quitting office depot and coming to work with me (not directly with me, but in the same company) and will be doubling his income. I'm thrilled. I keep looking at the house and wondering what we can do with it in five years with the salary he'll have. The windows, the basement, and maybe paint.
I've been working like a mad woman because the company is a) expanding b) moving c) will be doubling its patient load hopefully and I'm possibly looking at a raise. I was told by both the owner and the supervisor (my FMIL, incidentally) that I'm due for a big raise and just hold tight until all of these changes process and they'll have the payroll to really bump me up.
Um. What else. We're going to Florida mid July to go to Disney world. Jorge is over the moon about going back to FL, and I'm just excited to have a little real vacation.
My life sounds dreadfully boring, but that's OK. Thursday, I left work at 4, and didn't get home until 7:30 because of nasty traffic, running back and forth between banks and having to drop off diapers (don't ask) at a nurse's house. My mom called me, in the middle of all of this, to tell me about bills that I needed to pay for my dad, and I cried, "I'M IN SUBURBAN HELL!" because nothing is worse than 12 hour days, bad traffic, bank lines, and doing it all in heels. Yes, I've become that office girl that wears heels. Awesome.
The big plus side to all of this: I've begun scheming on ways that Jorge and I can have sex in the office. AWESOME x a BILLION.
The house is really coming together. Jorge is quitting office depot and coming to work with me (not directly with me, but in the same company) and will be doubling his income. I'm thrilled. I keep looking at the house and wondering what we can do with it in five years with the salary he'll have. The windows, the basement, and maybe paint.
I've been working like a mad woman because the company is a) expanding b) moving c) will be doubling its patient load hopefully and I'm possibly looking at a raise. I was told by both the owner and the supervisor (my FMIL, incidentally) that I'm due for a big raise and just hold tight until all of these changes process and they'll have the payroll to really bump me up.
Um. What else. We're going to Florida mid July to go to Disney world. Jorge is over the moon about going back to FL, and I'm just excited to have a little real vacation.
My life sounds dreadfully boring, but that's OK. Thursday, I left work at 4, and didn't get home until 7:30 because of nasty traffic, running back and forth between banks and having to drop off diapers (don't ask) at a nurse's house. My mom called me, in the middle of all of this, to tell me about bills that I needed to pay for my dad, and I cried, "I'M IN SUBURBAN HELL!" because nothing is worse than 12 hour days, bad traffic, bank lines, and doing it all in heels. Yes, I've become that office girl that wears heels. Awesome.
The big plus side to all of this: I've begun scheming on ways that Jorge and I can have sex in the office. AWESOME x a BILLION.