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I haven't been able to blog in a while. Too many things swirling in my head. Too many things to actually DO. Too much procrastination on so many levels. I would scold myself, but that would be unkind. So, I won't. I'll just get over it, and get down to business.
We're supposed to hear about the Spirit job by the end of this week. Rhett is insanely nervous. I swear that every time I look in the mirror, I have the look of "I could throw up at any minute" written all over my face. This all means so much to us. We just want to know. Perhaps we should send the recruiter lady a handwritten note on wide ruled notebook paper that says, "Will you hire me?" with a check box for "YES", another for "MAYBE" and still another for "NO." Think that would work? Yeah. I didn't think so either.
Things at work are becoming even more difficult for Rhett. They really and for truly are trying to get rid of him. Remember the "I could throw up at any minute" look that I'm sportin'? This would be why. Can you imagine what in the hell we would do if Rhett just didn't have a job anymore because some little whipper snapper decided he's too old and out of fashion? And then put the newly hired little girl who has blonde emo bangs in his place? What in the hell WOULD we do? I have no earthly idea. And we have FOUR kids to support. I don't make enough to even begin to keep us afloat. I'm serious when I say that I'd probably have to buck up and work at McDonalds. Really. But, in the meantime, we're trying to stay positive that the Spirit job WILL happen and that Rhett getting "let go" would be a completely mute point.
I know that the Universe is going to take care of us. I believe it so much. But, on the same token, I am scared shitless. At least a couple of times a day, I have a good cry about it. It's taking a huge toll on us. We just need something good to happen. We need it like we need sunlight and water and food. Please, Universe? Just a little bit of good?
To top it all off, the boys' biomom still continues to be a deadbeat. She swore up and down that this weekend, she would give us some money for back to school expenses. But, somehow, she miraculously had some terrible thing happen when her boyfriend tried to cash a check and... and... and (we tuned out the rest.) So, no money from her. I know. We're not surprised either. I just keep thinking that eventually, she'll do just ONE thing she says she's going to do without a huge drama involved. Just once. Maybe show up to a school program? Or a parent teacher conference? Or NOT show up literally 4 hours late to pick up her beloved boys for the weekend? Cripes. I feel so sorry for my bubbas. Can you imagine what it would be like to have a mother that didn't really appear to care much? One who SAYS she loves you like crazy, but never backs it up with actions? My poor lambs. So, in the meantime, I'm going to try to be good enough to counteract all her crap. That's a tall order, but I'm going to try anyway. But, I will say that wearing this Wonder Woman costume all the time is getting a little old. And it chafes. AND it's made out of 100% polyester. So, yeah. I want to hang it up for a while and let someone ELSE be Wonder Woman for a change. But, who knows? I might actually miss it... one of these days.
We're supposed to hear about the Spirit job by the end of this week. Rhett is insanely nervous. I swear that every time I look in the mirror, I have the look of "I could throw up at any minute" written all over my face. This all means so much to us. We just want to know. Perhaps we should send the recruiter lady a handwritten note on wide ruled notebook paper that says, "Will you hire me?" with a check box for "YES", another for "MAYBE" and still another for "NO." Think that would work? Yeah. I didn't think so either.
Things at work are becoming even more difficult for Rhett. They really and for truly are trying to get rid of him. Remember the "I could throw up at any minute" look that I'm sportin'? This would be why. Can you imagine what in the hell we would do if Rhett just didn't have a job anymore because some little whipper snapper decided he's too old and out of fashion? And then put the newly hired little girl who has blonde emo bangs in his place? What in the hell WOULD we do? I have no earthly idea. And we have FOUR kids to support. I don't make enough to even begin to keep us afloat. I'm serious when I say that I'd probably have to buck up and work at McDonalds. Really. But, in the meantime, we're trying to stay positive that the Spirit job WILL happen and that Rhett getting "let go" would be a completely mute point.
I know that the Universe is going to take care of us. I believe it so much. But, on the same token, I am scared shitless. At least a couple of times a day, I have a good cry about it. It's taking a huge toll on us. We just need something good to happen. We need it like we need sunlight and water and food. Please, Universe? Just a little bit of good?
To top it all off, the boys' biomom still continues to be a deadbeat. She swore up and down that this weekend, she would give us some money for back to school expenses. But, somehow, she miraculously had some terrible thing happen when her boyfriend tried to cash a check and... and... and (we tuned out the rest.) So, no money from her. I know. We're not surprised either. I just keep thinking that eventually, she'll do just ONE thing she says she's going to do without a huge drama involved. Just once. Maybe show up to a school program? Or a parent teacher conference? Or NOT show up literally 4 hours late to pick up her beloved boys for the weekend? Cripes. I feel so sorry for my bubbas. Can you imagine what it would be like to have a mother that didn't really appear to care much? One who SAYS she loves you like crazy, but never backs it up with actions? My poor lambs. So, in the meantime, I'm going to try to be good enough to counteract all her crap. That's a tall order, but I'm going to try anyway. But, I will say that wearing this Wonder Woman costume all the time is getting a little old. And it chafes. AND it's made out of 100% polyester. So, yeah. I want to hang it up for a while and let someone ELSE be Wonder Woman for a change. But, who knows? I might actually miss it... one of these days.