Happy 3-Day weekend Eve! Even though I worked today and didn't get home until my usual time, it feels a little like it's already started for me. The big boss was out today, which allows us all to breathe a bit easier. There was plenty to do, but I had an extra hop in my step, which I really needed after yesterday. My hormones are still fucking with me, but I only welled up once I think, today. Just a little after an email from a sweet friend, but we'll get to her later.
What's made today so nice is that I didn't have any appt.'s after work, and I didn't need to run the boys around. Brian was able to get off a little early, and that helped a ton. So, I actually had a real night, with time with my hubby and all. We needed it. I think I even got him into Grey's Anatomy. I hadn't been watching t.v. much at all, since I started working. But I've made it a point to watch G.A. over the past 4 weeks (getting caught up on DVR). I don't know why I always kind of forget about it, because it really is one of my favorite shows, if not my fave. The past 3 or 4 episodes have been really great. I watched the season finale tonight. SOB... I won't say any more than that, except for, as usual wrong show to watch while hormonal. But good....
I decided to take 2 weeks off from even thinking about the probable move to Byron, IL. This decision has taken a weight off of my shoulders. Hopefully in two weeks I'll be able to go into it with a fresh mind, instead of the one that's fucked it hard, and put it away wet. At some point, I just have to stop myself from overthinking things. This is my attempt.
I was very proud of Brian for actually getting his resume on a couple of websites tonight. It's essential for me to not feel like I'm carrying it all on my shoulders, even if it's not always really the case. In a perfect world, he'd get a call tomorrow, and they'd offer him a job in one of the areas we've agreed on, along with a nice pay, moving expenses, truck, etc. But this isn't a perfect world. Maybe it'll happen on Tues. haha. I mean, how can everyone not want to hire him? He really is killer.
Our laptop got here way early. Instead of it arriving in a month, as projected, we got it on the 2nd business day. I'm still trying to get used to it. I don't love laptops. I need to hook up my wireless mouse, too. Who has time for trying to learn how to use the thingeemabob that drags the curser, etc? I have zero patience for computers. Also, I'd installed a spell check on my old one for web usage. I have no desire to figure that out on here, yet, so for now, you'll get all of my imperfect spelling.
Tomorrow will be just one week away from my Lasik. I'm excited, but I'm really super nervous. I do know that I've got to get my eating together next week. I want to go into it, with my body believing that I'm a healthy person. It's funny just how quickly your body does respond when you eat/drink well. I miss that.....
Well today (Friday when I know she will be reading this) my dear, friend Tammi joins our little clique of the big 4-0. She's going into it pretty much like I did. Of course she is. We are so very similar. I swear sometimes it's like we were born twins. I'm so glad that we're not, though. I'd surely hate her, because she's so much more attractive and fit than me. And really, who needs that, when I can have her be my "sister" in real life. I don't know anyone that's more accepting, loving, and genuine toward the people she loves. Plus, I think it says a lot about her, when she has a nickname of "Giggles" from our dear friend Wally (Yes, Kara Wallace, you'll always be Wally, Otteson will always be Otteson, Eliza will always be Eliza Holly Hanson or Olaf, then there's Myers and of course Tammi will always be Tammi Lee). I love that we still call each other by our maiden names, drunken nicknames, or what have you. But really, "Giggles" is perfect. Life has thrown Tammi some curveballs over the years, but she's always able to dust herself off and keep that infectious laugh. She lights up the room, and I'm so glad to have her be my sister, as she was in high school, as we turn 40, and as we hit 80 I'm sure (but we both know we won't know who the fuck the other is then. She's the only one with a memory as bad as mine). Even as we'll be repeatedly meeting each other "for the first time" in our 80's, we'll always come out of it as great friends. So, Tammi Lee. Here's to your day. I love you Girlie.
~Jen
What's made today so nice is that I didn't have any appt.'s after work, and I didn't need to run the boys around. Brian was able to get off a little early, and that helped a ton. So, I actually had a real night, with time with my hubby and all. We needed it. I think I even got him into Grey's Anatomy. I hadn't been watching t.v. much at all, since I started working. But I've made it a point to watch G.A. over the past 4 weeks (getting caught up on DVR). I don't know why I always kind of forget about it, because it really is one of my favorite shows, if not my fave. The past 3 or 4 episodes have been really great. I watched the season finale tonight. SOB... I won't say any more than that, except for, as usual wrong show to watch while hormonal. But good....
I decided to take 2 weeks off from even thinking about the probable move to Byron, IL. This decision has taken a weight off of my shoulders. Hopefully in two weeks I'll be able to go into it with a fresh mind, instead of the one that's fucked it hard, and put it away wet. At some point, I just have to stop myself from overthinking things. This is my attempt.
I was very proud of Brian for actually getting his resume on a couple of websites tonight. It's essential for me to not feel like I'm carrying it all on my shoulders, even if it's not always really the case. In a perfect world, he'd get a call tomorrow, and they'd offer him a job in one of the areas we've agreed on, along with a nice pay, moving expenses, truck, etc. But this isn't a perfect world. Maybe it'll happen on Tues. haha. I mean, how can everyone not want to hire him? He really is killer.
Our laptop got here way early. Instead of it arriving in a month, as projected, we got it on the 2nd business day. I'm still trying to get used to it. I don't love laptops. I need to hook up my wireless mouse, too. Who has time for trying to learn how to use the thingeemabob that drags the curser, etc? I have zero patience for computers. Also, I'd installed a spell check on my old one for web usage. I have no desire to figure that out on here, yet, so for now, you'll get all of my imperfect spelling.
Tomorrow will be just one week away from my Lasik. I'm excited, but I'm really super nervous. I do know that I've got to get my eating together next week. I want to go into it, with my body believing that I'm a healthy person. It's funny just how quickly your body does respond when you eat/drink well. I miss that.....
Well today (Friday when I know she will be reading this) my dear, friend Tammi joins our little clique of the big 4-0. She's going into it pretty much like I did. Of course she is. We are so very similar. I swear sometimes it's like we were born twins. I'm so glad that we're not, though. I'd surely hate her, because she's so much more attractive and fit than me. And really, who needs that, when I can have her be my "sister" in real life. I don't know anyone that's more accepting, loving, and genuine toward the people she loves. Plus, I think it says a lot about her, when she has a nickname of "Giggles" from our dear friend Wally (Yes, Kara Wallace, you'll always be Wally, Otteson will always be Otteson, Eliza will always be Eliza Holly Hanson or Olaf, then there's Myers and of course Tammi will always be Tammi Lee). I love that we still call each other by our maiden names, drunken nicknames, or what have you. But really, "Giggles" is perfect. Life has thrown Tammi some curveballs over the years, but she's always able to dust herself off and keep that infectious laugh. She lights up the room, and I'm so glad to have her be my sister, as she was in high school, as we turn 40, and as we hit 80 I'm sure (but we both know we won't know who the fuck the other is then. She's the only one with a memory as bad as mine). Even as we'll be repeatedly meeting each other "for the first time" in our 80's, we'll always come out of it as great friends. So, Tammi Lee. Here's to your day. I love you Girlie.
~Jen
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