Moving along
It's been a while since I posted in this thing.
It would be wonderful if I could say life has been really swell and productive. Pity it doesn't quite chalk up to that.
I began the year with a quest to find a new job, and am still hopeful that at some point this will happen. Applications went out to 18 teaching and admin jobs at local community colleges, and the only one to get back to me let me know that with ASU having cut so many faculty and staff, there was a glut of overqualified candidates they were considering before me. In the mean time, Canada has enlisted me to do more work in the areas that I am most accomplished in (training and education) which doesn't entirely make up for the gross lack of income due to working sales when the Dairy industry is spiraling down the drain.
Ryan and I start our premarital counseling on Thursday. It makes me nervous, but I am very excited at the same time. The relief was amazing when it hit me that this won't have to become a sticking point, since he was given the ultimatum that we learn how to be a healthy couple through counseling or no wedding.
Plans for the wedding plod right along. A party of us ladies went to the Bridal Show (what a fucking fiasco!) Still no dress, but the other bits and pieces are falling into place pretty well. At the end of February we meet to listen to the bagpiper. I need to get a functional calendar put together for the remainder of the planning. We should have the last of the venue paid off with Ryan's bonuses from last year, then the rest of the wedding costs with his fall bonus stuff. Then it only leaves the concerns over the honeymoon.
My brother Charlie has gone through some nasty anger issues and is in serious therapy for it. They are actually considering sending him to a special in patient facility in Utah because of the level of emotional instability he has shown. It is probably wrong of me to do so, but I blame a HUGE portion of it on my mother. Between her coddling, her parent's pushing constantly and him having no structure or social life, the kid was destined to be a mess.
Nathan is supposedly moving back down here this summer to start school, I will believe it when I see it. He just got rid of a drug addict girlfriend who left him for her dealer, tried to tell people she was pregnant with Nathan's kid to get him back, then wound up trying to sick her new boyfriend on him once she figured out he wasn't going to take her back and already (within 3 weeks) apparently has a new girlfriend. He just doesn't understand the concept of no strings attached sex.
Kara is finally working, she has been there for almost a month now. Aidan is adjusting well to his new day care. Jay is coming back from Tennessee tomorrow and will be here on Thursday evening. It will be great to have him home, Aidan needs his daddy and Kara has been a mess without her husband. Hopefully it will help with Aidan's development too. He still acts like a baby (mostly behavior learned from Ohio), doesn't talk anywhere near where he should, still doesn't know consistently his colors or numbers or letters etc. And he whines with his lower jaw stuck out like he has an under bite.
I have NO PATIENCE for that kind of inexcusable bad behavior and spend much of the first hour I have him when he is here or when I am baby sitting fighting the urge just to pop him in the mouth and put it back the way it goes. Problem is, Dana can't stand to hear him whine or cry and doesn't ever punish him because she doesn't have the heart to so he gets to do what ever he wants at home. Add on this that Kara has been at her throat for this crap and it is a rather tense and altogether unpleasant situation to be around.
Spring cleaning has begun here sooner than usual. My back is killing me but I have all of the laundry done, the bathrooms clean, dishes done, kitchen clean and the office 90% clean. Next time I have Ryan out of the house for an entire day I am going to move the TV and couch and steam clean the carpet in the living room. Kara and Aidan have stained the carpet all to hell and it is pissing me off. Anyone wanna make a day of it, I will supply the Margaritas!
It would be wonderful if I could say life has been really swell and productive. Pity it doesn't quite chalk up to that.
I began the year with a quest to find a new job, and am still hopeful that at some point this will happen. Applications went out to 18 teaching and admin jobs at local community colleges, and the only one to get back to me let me know that with ASU having cut so many faculty and staff, there was a glut of overqualified candidates they were considering before me. In the mean time, Canada has enlisted me to do more work in the areas that I am most accomplished in (training and education) which doesn't entirely make up for the gross lack of income due to working sales when the Dairy industry is spiraling down the drain.
Ryan and I start our premarital counseling on Thursday. It makes me nervous, but I am very excited at the same time. The relief was amazing when it hit me that this won't have to become a sticking point, since he was given the ultimatum that we learn how to be a healthy couple through counseling or no wedding.
Plans for the wedding plod right along. A party of us ladies went to the Bridal Show (what a fucking fiasco!) Still no dress, but the other bits and pieces are falling into place pretty well. At the end of February we meet to listen to the bagpiper. I need to get a functional calendar put together for the remainder of the planning. We should have the last of the venue paid off with Ryan's bonuses from last year, then the rest of the wedding costs with his fall bonus stuff. Then it only leaves the concerns over the honeymoon.
My brother Charlie has gone through some nasty anger issues and is in serious therapy for it. They are actually considering sending him to a special in patient facility in Utah because of the level of emotional instability he has shown. It is probably wrong of me to do so, but I blame a HUGE portion of it on my mother. Between her coddling, her parent's pushing constantly and him having no structure or social life, the kid was destined to be a mess.
Nathan is supposedly moving back down here this summer to start school, I will believe it when I see it. He just got rid of a drug addict girlfriend who left him for her dealer, tried to tell people she was pregnant with Nathan's kid to get him back, then wound up trying to sick her new boyfriend on him once she figured out he wasn't going to take her back and already (within 3 weeks) apparently has a new girlfriend. He just doesn't understand the concept of no strings attached sex.
Kara is finally working, she has been there for almost a month now. Aidan is adjusting well to his new day care. Jay is coming back from Tennessee tomorrow and will be here on Thursday evening. It will be great to have him home, Aidan needs his daddy and Kara has been a mess without her husband. Hopefully it will help with Aidan's development too. He still acts like a baby (mostly behavior learned from Ohio), doesn't talk anywhere near where he should, still doesn't know consistently his colors or numbers or letters etc. And he whines with his lower jaw stuck out like he has an under bite.
I have NO PATIENCE for that kind of inexcusable bad behavior and spend much of the first hour I have him when he is here or when I am baby sitting fighting the urge just to pop him in the mouth and put it back the way it goes. Problem is, Dana can't stand to hear him whine or cry and doesn't ever punish him because she doesn't have the heart to so he gets to do what ever he wants at home. Add on this that Kara has been at her throat for this crap and it is a rather tense and altogether unpleasant situation to be around.
Spring cleaning has begun here sooner than usual. My back is killing me but I have all of the laundry done, the bathrooms clean, dishes done, kitchen clean and the office 90% clean. Next time I have Ryan out of the house for an entire day I am going to move the TV and couch and steam clean the carpet in the living room. Kara and Aidan have stained the carpet all to hell and it is pissing me off. Anyone wanna make a day of it, I will supply the Margaritas!