Not Lost Just Hidden

When I made the move to work outside of the home, I never knew it would take me so far away from my previous life.  I am still the same old Daphnewood with the same obnoxious husband and 3 adorable kids but I am now also a career woman.  I still get to wear jeans to work (a major plus in my eyes) but sometimes I have to be there by 6am (is this a real time or the twilight zone?!) and other times I have to be there UNTIL 6am.  I actually prefer to work the overnight shift because it suits my internal clock a bit better.  So I have been swamped with work.  I have been working close to 50 hours every week but this week I am only scheduled for 32.  I got smart and instead of scheduling 40 and having to work more I scheduled less just in case they ask me to work more hours.  I am tired though.  Very tired.

I have been spending some lovely time with the hubby and kids this week because he is on vacation and the kids had some teacher work day (no school for kids).  It has been awesome and FUN just being with my family who don’t cuss at me or threaten to commit suicide just because I ask them to get dressed or put their dishes in the dishwasher.  I feel emotionally revitalized and hopefully this means a return to blogging.  I am trying to make a new commitment of at least weekly updates.  Are you all ‘down with that’?

A Tiny Update

Sorry I just dropped off the face of the planet.  I went to a job interview a few days? anyone? ago and boy were you guys right!  It was NOT for me.  I thought I would want it but then once I got there the guy asked me such personal questions and had such rules and regulations that are nearly impossible to follow.  I left thinking he was going to hire me but in the end he never called back so I guess I was giving off a vibe of ‘non-approval’.  I did go on one more and the job is mine pending a background check.  Again, not sure about it but I will probably take it.  It pays less than before but it comes with benefits so it actually makes it worth more than my old job.   HOWEVER, after all of this I am sad.  I feel like this is NOT the direction I want to take at all.  I might as well  go back to school.  What I really want to do requires that Master’s Degree.  Maybe I will just give in to my impulse and apply.  What do you think?  I am wishy washy I know but I can’t do all that I want with just a B.S. in psych.  Or maybe I will just go to a temp agency and ask them to find me something in my profession that doesn’t require being mean to troubled children.

Simple American I will work on your tag tonight.

Damn You McDonald’s

McDonald’s is running their $.89 42oz. drink special.  It is so hot and I am thirsty all the time.  I think I have been there every day in the past week.  I am addicted.  There has to be a hotline number somewhere to help people such as me.  But seriously, does anything taste better than a cold iced tea on a hot summer day?  I think not.

Jobless In Kansas City

So my job ended on friday.  I still haven’t found anything new.  Okay I haven’t really been looking either but that is besides the point.  Jobs are supposed to drop into my lap without any effort from me at all.  You can see how out of touch from reality I am.  Actually, I have decided to not go for a mere job this time.  You dear readers have encouraged me to reach for the stars.  I will actually apply for a position that has to do with my career or a direction I would like to take when I go back to grad school.  There is a position at a local hospital as a social worker.  That sounds really interesting but there is another at a teaching hospital in research.  I suck at math but I can do stats.  I even like it.  It is more about patterns than numbers.  The numbers just represent a pattern.  So wish me luck.  I ams erious about jobs landing in my lap though.  I have no idea how to get a CV or resume together.  I have never needed it.  People always offer me jobs without me asking.  Weird huh?  This is new territory for me.

Sports

I got to watch some good baseball this past weekend.  Of course not one single inning with Adrian Beltre or J.J. Putz.  I was most sad to miss Putz because I hear he has got some filthy stuff.  Maybe next time.  But as my mother was driving me around town today I saw a billboard with David Beckham face on it.  Apparently he will be in town in late September.  David Beckham in Kansas City?  What alternate universe is this?  I am seriously thinking of buying tickets.  It is not very often that a soccer guru shows up in the midwest.  Yes, there is talk amongst the Europeans that Beckham is washed up.  I think people say that because basically Beckham sold out to American money (in other words- sour grapes).  I understand.   I have been nursing hard feelings about Pettitte and Clemens all season.  So tell me, would you go see David Beckham play soccer?  Have you ever seen him play?

Find Kelsey Smith

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Last week Mouse asked me if she could go to the mall without adult supervision.  It wasn’t anything sinister on her part, only she wanted to be able to linger in the game shop without me hurrying her along.  I felt uncomfortable about it and ended up telling her “no”.  Two days later, Kelsey Smith was abducted from the same mall Mouse wanted to roam.  I cannot imagine what her parents must be going through.  We have so many creeks, ponds, wooded areas in this town.  Too many places to hide.  I don’t understand this because this city is so safe.  It really is.  I have lived in Houston, Los Angeles and other major cities that I wouldn’t feel safe checking the mail but this is such a nice neighborhood where people look out for one another.   I pray that her family finds her safe and sound and that Kelsey comes home soon.  Please say a special prayer for her.

A Glimpse Of Motivation

Little Man has a friend over.  Although their birthdays are merely weeks apart it amazes me that they are so different in maturity levels.  His friend is a middle child, who has an older brother that is only 3 years older.  Well Little Man is the youngest child but his siblings are 5 and 7 years older.  With a sister in high school and a brother that just finished middle school, Little Man has years of experience on his friend.  I think it is good for him to have a friend that enjoys such simple games and playing like a normal 9 year old.  He is very happy and his young friend is also pretty darn cheerful.  But where does all this lead in the grand scheme of things?  Analyzing the maturity difference in the boys makes me realize just how much I am missing school and the world of psychology.  Even developmental psychology.  I need to get my butt into grad school before my mind completely withers away.  Or go ahead and apply for that job as a counselor in the methadone clinic.  I probably won’t get it with only a bachelor’s degree but they say that is all they require for the first two years of working there.  I think I would enjoy it more than substitute teaching.  Either way, I am getting motivated more and more.  With my job finishing at the end of the month I have no reason to hold back.  So why am I?

Fireworks

I hope I never get too old to enjoy fireworks.  A really great fireworks show is like fine art to me.  I can’t take my eyes off of it.

Bobble Head Craze

I am not sure what is going on but America is having a bobble head doll craze.  I do not understand this.  Does anyone else find these dolls annoying and ugly?  No thank you Taco Bell, I do not need a bobble head taco bell dog.  No thank you Wal-Mart I do not need a bobble head NASCAR driver.  No thank you Fox network, I do not need a bobble head Homer Simpson.  Am I in a different universe or something?

Feeling Stronger

Last week was tough for me.  I had lots of unpleasant news but I think the storm is over.  They say bad news comes in threes and I had my three for the week.  However, today I feel very positive.  I know things will be just fine for me and my family.  Sometimes when you voice your assertions they come true.  So you are all my witnesses: All areas of my life that are in need of a tune-up will be made perfect.  I am a strong confident woman who might get kicked to the curb once in a while but NEVER for long.