Update AKA Rambling on....
Well several things have been going on lately.
On the First of Sept. me and the woman moved into a house together. Nice big house, rent and utilities eats my whole month paycheck. Last week i found out she had applied for section 8 for herself. She is planning on moving out. After talking with her, I began to have deja'vu concerning this whole thing. It seems that me working overnights has taken us away from each other in terms of intimate connection. It seems to her that we are more room mates than anything.
I kind of understand this. I don't want it to be that way, I really would like to settle down with her and the kids...I really would...somewhere inside me i feel like this. Being said I have since started crushing on two girls. Ah, maybe its a midlife crisis at 36, who knows.
I began the process of Joining the Army National Guard. My ASVAB scores were so high that there is no job off limits for me. Just have to pass the Physical. Need to lose 5 inches off my midsection(bellybutton area). There are a hundred ways to go about it, some healthy some not. It really begins to bring about ethical/moral/common sense questions as to whether healthy is better than fast in a case like this. I tend to lean towards extreme results.
I have put applications in with the state for a few jobs and there is a Loss Prevention position with my current employer open i may inquire into. Its more money, but i am not sure if its full time or not.
I put in to have fri and Sat of Crystal Ball off. My crew is back down to 4 with the strong posssibility of 3 by next weekend. I went ahead and put myself down to work friday night. I may end up working Saturday too. I really don't want to miss Crystal Ball but if work says come in.......
I have taken Over as Heavy Marshal for the Shire again. We have a new fighter... well a newer fighter. He has his armor together, but i haven't yet inspected it. He was trained by an old member of the shire who shall we say was unique in his thought processes. It may be a uphill battle. Course then again I always say I don't know how to teach people to fight like me since i really just wing it most of the time.
I have my old blue Chevy s10 pickup back and working. Needs a new Ebrake cable and a door hinge rewelded though.
Enough for now.
On the First of Sept. me and the woman moved into a house together. Nice big house, rent and utilities eats my whole month paycheck. Last week i found out she had applied for section 8 for herself. She is planning on moving out. After talking with her, I began to have deja'vu concerning this whole thing. It seems that me working overnights has taken us away from each other in terms of intimate connection. It seems to her that we are more room mates than anything.
I kind of understand this. I don't want it to be that way, I really would like to settle down with her and the kids...I really would...somewhere inside me i feel like this. Being said I have since started crushing on two girls. Ah, maybe its a midlife crisis at 36, who knows.
I began the process of Joining the Army National Guard. My ASVAB scores were so high that there is no job off limits for me. Just have to pass the Physical. Need to lose 5 inches off my midsection(bellybutton area). There are a hundred ways to go about it, some healthy some not. It really begins to bring about ethical/moral/common sense questions as to whether healthy is better than fast in a case like this. I tend to lean towards extreme results.
I have put applications in with the state for a few jobs and there is a Loss Prevention position with my current employer open i may inquire into. Its more money, but i am not sure if its full time or not.
I put in to have fri and Sat of Crystal Ball off. My crew is back down to 4 with the strong posssibility of 3 by next weekend. I went ahead and put myself down to work friday night. I may end up working Saturday too. I really don't want to miss Crystal Ball but if work says come in.......
I have taken Over as Heavy Marshal for the Shire again. We have a new fighter... well a newer fighter. He has his armor together, but i haven't yet inspected it. He was trained by an old member of the shire who shall we say was unique in his thought processes. It may be a uphill battle. Course then again I always say I don't know how to teach people to fight like me since i really just wing it most of the time.
I have my old blue Chevy s10 pickup back and working. Needs a new Ebrake cable and a door hinge rewelded though.
Enough for now.