Nov 05, 2005 21:31
OKAY. We got some updates on the past month or so. Jeremy and I are going to buy a house. We just started looking and very quickly found one with out involving a relator. But Jeremy wants to get married this summer to get it out of the way. So I have been on a quest to get together the friends I want at the wedding,.... in SIX FLAGS! Miranda is going. She's stoked! Can't get ahold of Joey Snydac or April "MOO". but after all accounted for I still have 2 tickets left for Chris and Dani. Today wasn't the right day to ask them. Sucks.
Well, at the Halloween party at Heather's which I am not going to talk about how much fun I had there, I was dressed as Monti Python's In Search of the Holy Grail's "I'm not a witch" witch. Funnel on head, home made witch's nose (out of fimo clay) same clothes, and a duck in hand. No one there but Jeremy and I had seen the movie. Sucked!
Jack doesn't crawl anymore, unless he needs under something. He can get out of the playpen now, as well as the crib.
Janet adopted a 14yr old girl. Ya perminently (so i am under the impression of). She's shopping for clothes for the kid. Chrissy's new last name is Woody. Ya she got married.
My job rocks (and it sucks too, ITS A JOB! they do that sometimes). I sell to businesses things they need. I get paid pretty good. Salary is $25,000 /yr + commission. I am the only full time salesperson on commission so all sales go through me. I did $20,000 worth of sales the first month. I'm not sure if that's impressive or not, but they were implying to me that it was. But here's the sucky part(s). I am responsible for my sales and the ones I am merely processing for other ordertakers. I am responsible for things mishandled by the delivery dept, the vendor, and anything that can go wrong along the way. I was improperly trained. "Sink or swim". I'm tredding. But the hours are nice, Mon-Fri 9-5(6:30), off weekends. The job covers daycare and my car and food/gas.... 's bout it. Daycare is $780/mo, just for Jack, and I am going to have to pay my mom to continue to watch Bleu.
Jack's daycare is sweet. He gets a bath everyday there just before I pick him up. Just one less thing. Good thing too, because after I get off of work drive to his daycare, pick up Bleu and get home, it's already 8pm and time for bed. Oh well, time for bed.