"I have seen too much not to know that the impression of a woman may be more valuable than the conclusion of an analytical reasoner." ~>Arthur Conan Doyle
Today was really great. I worked from 8-1 with bossman and had several regulars recognize me. In fact, one of them introduced me to his friend: "This is my friend Nicole." Which I thought was funny. Someone else told me I have beautiful eyes, and another one said that he likes coming in to my wonderful smile. Man, I should have gotten a job sooner! I think my self-esteem just jumped like 15 slots.
Izzy is doing well! She's having fun at Nana's house, but I think she'll be coming home this weekend. So she's starting preschool on Monday. Already have her all signed up and everything! I know my job will really only pay enough to pay for preschool and taxes with nothing left over, but I am really glad that she gets to go to preschool. I grew up in preschool's and I think it is a wonderful experience for most children. Izzy will do great there, just as she has in all the other preschools she has attended.
Well, today was pay-day so I think the hubs and I are going to have dinner together one time before Izzy heads home. I'll catch up with ya'll later!
Thanks for listenin!
"If I had never ventured beyond being a stand-up comic, then I would be sitting in my house today working on my Leonardo DiCaprio impression." ~>Jim Carrey
Wonderful Me
"For anyone who's ever won. For anyone who's ever lost. And for everyone who's still in there trying." -->Working Girl Tagline
So I finished day 2 (paid day 3) at my new job. Yesterday was good other than being yelled at by a customer. Sorry dude...it's not my fault you didn't have proper ID for those cigs. The assistant manager and store manager were both working, and when he started yelling that he was going to call the cops on us for refusing him service, they came to the front and told him the same thing that I told him. What was really funny about the ordeal, was that he kept telling me to call the cops for him. Uh...no. If you would like to call them, be my guest, but if you think that I am going to dial that phone for you, you're an idiot. I work at a gas station, that does not mean that I work for you. People are so funny, aren't they?
Today was good. Half my customers speak very little or no English, so my poor managers (and sometimes other customers) have to translate for me. "No habla Espanol? Por que?" Better question, why are you in the US and you don't speak English? At least no one has gotten short with me because of it that I know of.
I hope this doesn't sound like I am complaining. I really do enjoy this job, and being out of the house has been fabulous! My boss and bosslady are really quite wonderful, and I get all the free Dr. Pepper and Mountain Dew that my little heart desires!
Well, I work at 8 tomorrow, so I better get off here so B and I can get started on a movie! Thanks for listenin!
"If you can speak three languages you're trilingual. If you can speak two languages you're bilingual. If you can speak only one language you're an American." -->Author Unknown
Wonderful Me
"A stout heart breaks bad luck." -->Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra
Yep. That sounds about right. I suppose you can say that at least our life is relatively predictable now a days. B will not feel well, Izzy will go #2 twice a day, and once every two months our Honda Accord will be in a wreck. Yeah, that definitly sounds right.
So if you guessed it, B was in a wreck in our Honda Accord today. That makes accident #4 since October. If I were our insurance company, I would assume that the drivers were reckless. But here's the countdown in case you missed out on all the fun!
1. Georgia, stopped at a red light, rear-ended by drunk driver. B was injured and was the only one in the car.
2. Texas, driving in flat lands, boulder fell on car. I was driving with Izzy in the back seat.
3. Texas, cut off by truck and ended up with a chip the size of a half dollar in my windshield.
And this brings us to today. B was turning around, and a drunk driver ran a stop sign. The three men got out to see if B was okay. They exchanged phone numbers, and B gave them our insurance info, but when he turned around to get there's, they took off. So B called our insurance company, told them what happened, and later got ahold of the driver with the number he was given. Turns out, the guy doesn't have a license and he wanted us to tell the insurance company that his girlfriend was driving. Sorry dude, you took off. And I feel no sympathy for you. Driving with no license. Drunk. Then you take off? Really? Get real.
Honestly I don't even get upset anymore. B wasn't hurt. We don't have to pay for damages. Heck, maybe things really are starting to turn around for us.
Well, that's all for now! Thanks for listenin'!
"In bad luck, hold out; in good luck, hold in." -->German Proverb
Wonderful Me
"Life can either be accepted or changed. If it is not accepted, it must be changed. If it cannot be changed, then it must be accepted." -->Unknown
Well, it is official. B is getting med-boarded, and he is pissed. For those of you who aren't "Military Fluent", that means he is being medically discharged against his will. Fortunately he will be medically retired because of how long he has been in the Army. According to the docs, he should receive 100% retirement and 100% disability. We'll see if it goes through like that though. Sure would help us keep on top of everything though.
Supposedly the whole process should take a year or so, but B says that if they're going to kick him out, he wants them to expedite it.
I'm not really sure where we're going to go from here. We've already moved across the country a few times within the past 12 months, so yeah. Just like any other day really. But, my mom is really excited for us to come up to Colorado and stay with her so B can help K with the haying and then go fishing whenever he wants. Then I can go to Nursing School while she watches Izzy for me. Sounds like a really good plan, if you ask me, but we'll have to see what B wants to do as well.
Honestly I think this will be a blessing in the long run. The docs told him that one more head injury could kill him, so I'm guessing the Army life isn't meant for him anymore. Plus he shouldn't miss seeing Izzy for a year at a time anymore. That's a big plus!
Hopefully I'll get to work at my new job for a while before we have to move though. Sure would be nice to get out of the house for a while and help bring in a little money. That may just be me dreamin' though.
"What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others." -->Pericles
That's all for now! Thanks for listenin'!
Wonderful Me
"I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you can appreciate them when they're right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together." -->Marilyn Monroe
Ahh, Marilyn Monroe. I quote her today because I felt like I was in a nightmare version of her photoshoot. Stupidly, I decided to wear a dress today, and while waiting outside of the Municiple Building for B, the wind picked up. And took my dress right along with it. Lucky me, there were quite a few people gathered there today for court hearings Wonderful.
You're probably wondering why I was waiting outside of the Municiple Building today. B was pulled over and given a citation for speeding and no insurance (proof of insurance card was expired, but we have always had insurance) so I met him over there to give him a new POI card proving that we've had coverage at least since Dec. and it's valid until June. He was given three choices: Pay the fine, fight it, or go to defensive driving school. He decided on the defensive driving school since it was $135 and the ticket would have been (with the insurance issue all cleared up!) $760. And no, he wasn't driving at the speed of sound. Nor was he jumping his car over traffic. (I was asked both of these.) He was going 16 over the speed limit. Not really sure how that justifies a $760 ticket though.
Well, I think that's about all for today!
"Ever notice how 'What the Hell' is always the right answer?" -->Marilyn Monroe
Thanks for listenin!
Wonderful Me
"You should treat all disasters as if they were trivialities but never treat trivialities as if they were a disaster." -->Quentin Crisp
Slowly I have been learning to live by this quote. Funny that this is the first time I have heard it. Anyways, a couple of weeks ago there was the big government freeze scare about having our pay cut temporarily and all that jazz. Well, my loving husband and I didn't agree with it by any means, but we didn't freak out about it. We had issues with our pay back in January (some smarty in AK had put him down as AWOL even though we were on orders and he showed up to work every single day) and ever since we have had money in place just in case something were to happen to our pay for a few months. Now, some of it would be on credit (we're not that far into our plan), but the bills would have been paid. I don't know about you, but my FB page was flooded with outrage from friends about this ordeal. Yes, it is a big deal. Yes, it is an outrage. Yes, it is our place to speak up and tell our government when they are in the wrong. But ever since Obama post-poned the final decision for a week later, nothing else popped up. So in order to prepare financially for what was to come, I searched through the web and FB trying to see what the final decision was. Finally I found my answer on the DFAS FB page. So my question to all of you, my dear faithful readers, is why do so many people speak up when we're on the virge of "disaster" but when the dust clears, all is silent?
I suppose I just found this interesting. Had I posted about it, I'm sure that once I found my answer that all is good for now, I would have posted something about being relieved that we wouldn't have to use up our financial life-lines on a government "budget" issue. Seriously. Who does that? Still blows my mind that our friends in AK who are heading to Afghan soon received letters telling them that even if they don't get paid, they are still required to deploy. Makes me sick that the government thought far enough ahead about this to send out letters. At least it looks like it didn't go through for now.
On to other news: I started my daily devotional today. It's about time, really. I have been preparing for this for a few months now. Why is it that all too often God is given the back seat? I'm wrong in doing so, but I feel as though I'm on the right track now. Things are looking up for us. We've been spending a lot of time with one of B's co-workers (and new best friend!) and his pregnant girlfriend. It has been wonderful. His friend loves ALL sports just as much as he does. As some of you know, B loves to cook an try out new recipes. This friend does too! So I have been eating A-MAZING food! And his girlfriend is really sweet. She's in the Army too, she's a nurse in the labor and delivery recovery ward.
He's one of the few people B has met with more time in country than he has. B has 44 months, and I think his friend mentioned that he has 48 months. Those are both crazy amounts of time to be in another country being shot at, blown up, etc.
I thank God everyday for bringing B home to me safe through all those deployments. And I'm so thankful that he won't be deploying anytime soon.
Sorry, got off on a tangent. Well, before I wrap this up, I have a fun fact for ya'll! When pink and blue were originally assigned to genders, it was reversed! Pink was for boys because red was a masculine color and pink is a derivitive of it. Blue used to be feminine because it was the color used for the Virgin Mary. So add that to your "tough enough to wear pink" t-shirt stock pile!
Thanks for listenin'!
Wonderful Me
"There's no disaster that can't become a blessing, and no blessing that can't become a disaster." -->Richard Bach
"If you think you have it tough, read history books." --> Bill Maher
The title of this entry has nothing to do with me. Although lately, I have found that I'm not so down and out about everything. Perhaps you can call it acceptance? At least I will.
No, the title of this blog I am dedicating to my dear, dear friend Kacy. This isn't the first time that I have written about her, but I find inspiration from her. She inspires me in my faith, attitude, and life in general. She's had some not so good luck since her recent PCS move, and yet, she trys with all her might to chin up. Find the good. Where's the silver lining? And if all else fails, she just finds comfort in her boys. So--Kacy, I know you're reading this. This is to you, my brave lil' toaster!
On to other news: I think I may have landed a job today! And it's actually the job I have been hoping for. Here's a little background.
In February, I applied for a job at a local gas station. I had been talking to the manager, but my application had some issues submitting, but at least I had developed a report with the him. Once everything went through, he told me that I am the person he wants to hire, but he needed to figure out when he could do a 1st and 2nd interview with me and his boss. This whole process took almost a month! So while waiting on the call for a job interview, I headed to CO so that my lil girl could spend sometime with my mom before things get crazy busy. While up there, I received a call, and a date was set for my interview. In all the commotion that happened these past few weeks, I had to cancel the interview since I wasn't going to be in town for it. Well, finally everything settled down, and I just assumed he had hired someone else since it had been so long. I went into the store to apologize for missing my interview (I did call and cancel it though) since I knew he had gone out on a limb for me. Come to find out, he held the job for me! He held the job for THREE WEEKS! Crazy, huh? Well, I talked to him on Friday, and today I had my interview with his boss (we just bi-passed the 1st interview altogether), and his boss said it was his choice. He said that he wants to hire me, he just has to push my background check through! I am super excited about working again! It has been a long time coming! GAH! I miss the workforce so much!
I know some of you mght be thinking, "Really? A gas station?" And my answer is yes. A gas station. The hours work perfectly with daycare hours, the manager is willing to work with me, there's a lot of room for advancing within the company, and they pay for college! I can't wait to get started, and send my sweet baby girl off to preschool. She's gonna love it too!
"Tough times never last, but tough people do." -->Robert H. Schuller
Thanks for listenin'!
Wonderful Me
"Tomorrow is the most important thing in life. Comes into us at midnight very clean. It's perfect when it arrives and it puts itself in our hands. It hopes we've learned something from yesterday." --->John Wayne
What is it about the begining of each day that inspires me to write? Perhaps it has everything to do with my inability to sleep. Or maybe it has nothing to do with my sleep troubles but rather my troubles in general.
B says that I have "issues" that I need to work through, and in the meantime, they're making him overly tired. And you know what? I think he's right. I do have "issues." Although, our definition of "issues" is probably different.
It's funny that the times when we need a hug the most, the person we need one from is on the opposit page. He's tired. I'm tired. Again, opposing reasons. He's tired because he thinks I'm being too needy, I suppose. I'm tired because I've been bottling up everything for far too long.
Every morning I wake up thinking that everything that has happened has just been one nightmare after another. Honestly, it has been, only when I wake, this is also my reality. Our reality.
.....so I'm guessing this is what depression feels like.
