This pile here…..
Check
That pile goes there
Check
and you mister venvelope are wonderful and you go there. (said like the count on Sesame Street.)
That was the conversation I had with myself already tonight at work. I think have realized I have lost it more than I thought I had.
So in my 30 years on this earth I haven’t had very many jobs.
My first was working for the parks and recrecation department during the summer. I was an assistant for the summer park program. That summer I was the tannest I have ever been. I once had a picture of how dark I was that summer but somewhere along the line it has gotten lost. My second job was like most young girls. I babysat for the same family for almost 4 years. The only reason I stopped watching her son was that I had a child of my own. The third job was bagging groceries at family owned grocery store. That job only lasted for about 3 months and like most teens thought it was boring and so I stopped going. Then I did the inbound call center thing (which really sucked.) Next up was working at Office Depot. Yes I worked at Office Depot for almost 2 years. At the time I loved that job.
After I left there I started my first job in the hotel business. Since then I have worked at 7 different hotels, two different brands and in two different states. So today marks my 5th year at the same hotel. YAY ME!!! This is the longest I have ever been able to stay at one job. I ussually get restless at two years and either quit or find something else. I have no idea what has kept me here this long but so far I don’t see me leaving.
So happy workaversary to me! 5 years and still going. Oh did I mention I even get a plaque and a giftie from Marriott for staying here for 5 years. I’m so excited!!
Over there on my blogroll you will see a blog I read pretty much daily. I can always count on at least getting a chuckle out of this comic strip. Being Five just plain rocks!!! So today I go and visit this awesome blog to find a great cartoon.
I am totally one of those Twilight people. I have seen the movie twice, read all the books and my myspace layout is Twilight. So to say the least I thought this was funny. Let me tell you I need funny right now.
So I heard from my aunt about when they have scheduled my moms services. They have been scheduled for May 16 at 1:00pm. If anyone knew her and wants to go let me know and I will get you more information.
I think for me in general I am doing okay. I have my moments when I just feel like crying, crawling in a hole and staying there. When those moments happen I remember that she is free of her illness. That even though it is sad that she is gone she is free. So after about a week of thinking and contemplation I have decided how I feel. I bet you are all wondering how I am. Truly you don’t want to know because the way I feel isn’t how most people “think” I should feel. So to save hurt feelings I just won’t say it here.
So I am back from a “vacation.” I took spring break off to spend time with my kids and they ended up going to see granny in Colorado for the week. On top of that I get a call from my sister Thursday. To get a call from my sister is some what monumental. It means one of two things. Something good or something bad has happened in the family. I don’t have a great relationship with anyone in my family. So this time the news I got was not of the good kind and sort of shocking. My sister was calling to tell me my mother had passed away.
For me it wasn’t one of those OH MY GOSH moments. I haven’t talked to her in almost 8 years. When I moved to Oklahoma my husband and I made the decision to not talk to her anymore. Due to her illness we thought it best for our kids to not have contact with her.
The thought of not having her around seems sort of abstract. I really didn’t have her around for the last 8 years so being told she is gone forever seems unreal. Yes there are moments of greif and sadness when I think that I will never be able to tell her the reason I made the choice I did and that I really do love her with all my heart. My best friend wrote a post on her blog that made me cry. That in some strange way said what I felt.
Everyone is giving me there condolences on her passing. To me it seems like a release for her. From the voices she heard on a constant basis. A release from the seclusion that her decease left her with.
Right now I just feel blank. I don’t know how to feel. I know I should feel sadness for my loss. Though as of yet I don’t feel I have lost anything. I also feel bad for not feeling anything at all. I think that is the feeling I am dealing with right now. The feeling bad for not feeling bad.
As of right now a memorial service is tentatively set for May 16. If anyone knew her wants to attend please let me know and I will contact you with more information as I get it.
Both of my kids are in the fourth grade. They were given a project at the beginning of the month that is due today, the 10. There assignment was to build a Native American Dwelling and write a one paragraph report on the type of people that lived in them.
We purchased the items needed to complete there projects last Tuesday. My son, being the ever adventurous one, chose to do a pueblo. So we bought brown sand with the thought of mixing it will glue and forming it into the shapes needed. The weekend has now come and gone and said project hasn’t even been started (dad was supposed to have helped the boy with his.) So to save my sanity we went with the age old sugar cube igloo. That was a pain in the a** also.
During this process I know I told him to focus more than I can count. Several melt downs from my daughter and two finished projects later I have decided that I am so not a mom that does well with two kids having projects. Let alone waiting till the last minute to start them.
I am now off to clean up the mess left from the project rampage. I suppose I should take picture huh.
So I was getting gas today at 7-11. Started to fill the tank and a lady pulls up in the spot behind me. As I stood there waiting for my tank to be full I noticed her “fighting” with the credit card reader. I watch her and notice that while she has reader strip on the correct side she still has it upside down. I decide that I should go help her. She didn’t get why it wasn’t reading her card. I had to explain it to her. That was my good deed for the day. The sad thing is what I thought of after she was done and drove away. “Now my prints are on her card. What happens if she gets killed and they dust her card for finger prints?” Yeah I think I have been watching to many crime shows.
When I became a parent I didn’t sign up for this. Once again my daughter has share her germs and I am sick with the crud. I am tire, ache all over, if I stand too long I get really tired, my throat hurts and my sinus’s are stopped up but my noise is still finding a way to run. Oh did I mention I still have to work. Two more days left till the weekend and I can crash.
My oldest friend is finally happy again!!!!! I got the best call from her tonight. I could hear the smile in her voice. YAY!!!
Have you ever been planning to have someone come stay with you and you are getting the house ready. You think in your head I have 3 weeks to get everything I want to get done completed. Then a few days later you look at the calander and you only have a week left and go HOLY SHIT I was wrong about three weeks I only had 2 weeks to get everything done. Yeah that was me this morning.
Why does February only have 28 days instead of 30 or 31. I wanted those extra days. Everything will be done. House painted, cleaned and pretty for my sister-in-laws visit. Now if only I could get hubby to pitch in a little more. He threw out his back this past weekend moving my sons bed.
WOW 9 more days till she is here. I am so excited!!!! We are going to P-A-R-T-Y while she is here. YAY!!
