Yeah....
So, I frequently want to post. Pretty much every time I read my friends page really. I just don't know what to write about.
Alex is doing well. He's growing up so fast. It's really come to my attention recently. He's almost 4. Who can believe that? Not me. He's in preschool now. He loves it. It's been really good for him. His speech has come a long way in the short time he's been in the program. He's doing speech therapy too. I've actually been working on the adoption the last couple of months. Having issues with the homestudy portion though. The woman pretty much has issues with everything about my life. Where I live, how much money I make, that I'm trans, that I'm a procrastinator, that I have pit bulls. Is that it? I don't remember really. It's pissing me off. I know it's her job to examine my life and make sure it's suitable for Alex. The thing is though, I'm the only parent he's ever really known, my family is the only one he's ever had. If he's not with me, where will he be? Will doing that to him really be better for him than being in my care? I'm a good parent. I'm doing a good job. I'm not perfect, I know, but no one is. I'm a much better parent than so many biologic parents out there. They can fuck up their kids tremendously without getting them taken away, but when I'm doing a good job, it doesn't seem good enough. I'm working on my life. I'm looking for a better job to make more money. When that happens, I'll have my own place. When I can afford it while still being able to provide for him. I'm working on my procrastination. Really. It's hard to break a habit you've had your entire life. And the dogs. That really pissed me off. This woman doesn't know a THING about the breed, and was full of pre-conceived notions. It's in their blood to be people friendly, but not dog friendly. Mine have been around kids and other dogs their ENTIRE lives. I'm trained in dog behavior. And, to be honest, if I EVER thought my dogs weren't safe around my son, they'd be gone. I hate to think it or say it, but it's true. I wouldn't take them to the pound or anything. I'd find them homes, or take them to a rescue, and it would absolutely be a last choice. Nothing comes before Alex's safety though. Plain and simple. It's just fucking stupid. So, I'm preparing her extra references, some from people like his doctor and speech therapist, I got letters of recommendation from my bosses for the dogs, I'm going to send her info about the breed and the AKC Canine Good Citizen test (they're both certified), and I'm trying to get ahold of my lawyer about this bunch of bs. She's not returning my calls so far though, which pisses me off just as much.
Work is....complicated. I love my job. It's casual, enjoyable, and nice mostly. I've become pretty good friends with Steve. We hang out occasionally, and talk a lot. The money is just terrible though. I'm struggling now, and my rent is only $200/month. I'm never going to get out of here making that kind of money. Plus, with the economy the business is struggling to get by. Winter is notoriously slow for them, and things have already drastically slowed down. I'm concerned about the business making it through the winter. As much as I love my job, and work for really awesome people, I just have to find something else. I need to make more money, and I can't be afraid the business is going to go under any time. So, I'm looking. Cautiously. If I'm going to leave a job I enjoy, I'm not going to do it for just any job.
Living situation isn't even worth going into really. Too many kids, too much annoyingness and partying. People staying for long periods of time, but not living here. Sara and Justin moved out. Things are better since they're gone, but still suck. The place is pretty much falling apart too. I'm moving as soon as I can afford it. I applied for this AWESOME job, and hopefully will have an interview, or at least a call for an interview, this week. If I get it, I plan to spend the next six months or so saving and paying off some debt, then moving out. If I can I want to buy a foreclosure house, but if I can't, I can't. With the menagerie I have finding a rental is really going to be a bitch. I'll deal with that when I get there I suppose.
Aman and I are still going strong. We've had our rough spots. I thought we might break up a time or two, but we pulled through it. I really like what we have. She makes me really happy.
Yeah. Not sure what else to update on really. Requests? Feeling out of the loop on something? Wondering about something else? Let me know, it'd be nice to have some leads to follow for posts.
Alex is doing well. He's growing up so fast. It's really come to my attention recently. He's almost 4. Who can believe that? Not me. He's in preschool now. He loves it. It's been really good for him. His speech has come a long way in the short time he's been in the program. He's doing speech therapy too. I've actually been working on the adoption the last couple of months. Having issues with the homestudy portion though. The woman pretty much has issues with everything about my life. Where I live, how much money I make, that I'm trans, that I'm a procrastinator, that I have pit bulls. Is that it? I don't remember really. It's pissing me off. I know it's her job to examine my life and make sure it's suitable for Alex. The thing is though, I'm the only parent he's ever really known, my family is the only one he's ever had. If he's not with me, where will he be? Will doing that to him really be better for him than being in my care? I'm a good parent. I'm doing a good job. I'm not perfect, I know, but no one is. I'm a much better parent than so many biologic parents out there. They can fuck up their kids tremendously without getting them taken away, but when I'm doing a good job, it doesn't seem good enough. I'm working on my life. I'm looking for a better job to make more money. When that happens, I'll have my own place. When I can afford it while still being able to provide for him. I'm working on my procrastination. Really. It's hard to break a habit you've had your entire life. And the dogs. That really pissed me off. This woman doesn't know a THING about the breed, and was full of pre-conceived notions. It's in their blood to be people friendly, but not dog friendly. Mine have been around kids and other dogs their ENTIRE lives. I'm trained in dog behavior. And, to be honest, if I EVER thought my dogs weren't safe around my son, they'd be gone. I hate to think it or say it, but it's true. I wouldn't take them to the pound or anything. I'd find them homes, or take them to a rescue, and it would absolutely be a last choice. Nothing comes before Alex's safety though. Plain and simple. It's just fucking stupid. So, I'm preparing her extra references, some from people like his doctor and speech therapist, I got letters of recommendation from my bosses for the dogs, I'm going to send her info about the breed and the AKC Canine Good Citizen test (they're both certified), and I'm trying to get ahold of my lawyer about this bunch of bs. She's not returning my calls so far though, which pisses me off just as much.
Work is....complicated. I love my job. It's casual, enjoyable, and nice mostly. I've become pretty good friends with Steve. We hang out occasionally, and talk a lot. The money is just terrible though. I'm struggling now, and my rent is only $200/month. I'm never going to get out of here making that kind of money. Plus, with the economy the business is struggling to get by. Winter is notoriously slow for them, and things have already drastically slowed down. I'm concerned about the business making it through the winter. As much as I love my job, and work for really awesome people, I just have to find something else. I need to make more money, and I can't be afraid the business is going to go under any time. So, I'm looking. Cautiously. If I'm going to leave a job I enjoy, I'm not going to do it for just any job.
Living situation isn't even worth going into really. Too many kids, too much annoyingness and partying. People staying for long periods of time, but not living here. Sara and Justin moved out. Things are better since they're gone, but still suck. The place is pretty much falling apart too. I'm moving as soon as I can afford it. I applied for this AWESOME job, and hopefully will have an interview, or at least a call for an interview, this week. If I get it, I plan to spend the next six months or so saving and paying off some debt, then moving out. If I can I want to buy a foreclosure house, but if I can't, I can't. With the menagerie I have finding a rental is really going to be a bitch. I'll deal with that when I get there I suppose.
Aman and I are still going strong. We've had our rough spots. I thought we might break up a time or two, but we pulled through it. I really like what we have. She makes me really happy.
Yeah. Not sure what else to update on really. Requests? Feeling out of the loop on something? Wondering about something else? Let me know, it'd be nice to have some leads to follow for posts.