I haven't blogged in quite some time. After some encouragement from a friend, I have decided to come back to the old blog and give it a go - again. We'll see how this works out.
Things lately have been kind of dull. I am not working right now, but I'm in the process of finding a job. I have to say, praise for all the stay at home ladies in the world, but I am finding it tedious and boring. I just have to find some employer willing to say yes to me working there. The economy is still in the gutter, so it is proving difficult to even get an interview.
I had an interview a couple of weeks ago and I thought it went pretty well. I was one of four out of 60 applicants that actually got a phone interview. I even moved onto the next round of interviews and felt pretty confident about what had gone down - then I got the courteous "Thank you for trying, but we don't want you" letter. *Sigh* Better luck next time.
There has been a lot of work going on around our house these days. Our landlord hired a new contractor to fix things up - why she hired someone NEW is beyond my grasp of things, perhaps the old guy was charging too much money. Anyway, they have been focusing on the two other "apartments" in the house we live in and haven't paid us any mind. I would really like a new floor in my kitchen and in my bathroom, but I don't think that is a top priority in my landlord's book. Who knows, maybe we'll actually get something as awesome as that in the coming months. A girl can hope, right?
Calico Jack has been working his derriere off at the hospital. He is in charge of making all the medicine for the babies and children, which means super small doses of things and compounding medicine (which means using a mortar and pestle) to make all these concoctions that I have no understanding of. He had originally decided to not tell me about his day with the kiddos because hearing the stories about how upset parents were about their sick child was making me cry. I guess it has to do with my struggles with my monkey heart and thinking about what MY parents went through when I was so sick.
They are threatening to cut down the giant 70+ year old oak tree that is outside our front door. I am planning on making a huge scene out of things and may even go strap myself to the tree to keep them from cutting it down. If you see a crazy red-head on the news refusing to let people do their job, it's probably me hugging the tree. Send reinforcements so that I can get out of jail.
And on that note, I'll let you get on with your important lives. Not much going on here - just thought I'd update everyone on the progress of things. Hope everyone is well!
xoxo
well, it's about time you got back to the old bloggeroo. might I say this post is quite cogent, sounding much like the kellycita I know and love. keep it up. perhaps a more frequent posting to the discourses could go a long way toward sweeping out the stay at home housewife blues. seeing and reading your post is/was a bright spot in my ho-hum, dad's in retirement ennui. in fact you may have inspired me to take up the keys for a post on kdg. loving you and what you do. me
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