Well, I can officially say I am 30 now and I haven't died nor passed out from mourning or anything. I chose to throw my own little party. I invited everyone that I could think of that I wanted to come to a gathering just for me. Although only a handful came, I was amazed at what joy I felt surrounded by all these people that had somehow impacted my life in one way or the other. It is amazing when you think of everyone in your life and how you met them or even close family members and all the struggles you have endured together. Who we surround ourselves with, whether they are close by or all across the country...they make up your life and what your about in my opinion. I had wished someone would throw me a surprise 30th birthday, but I am also not a retard and new nobody I knew had the time, money or abilities to handle such a task. But I didn't want to spend in at home doing nothing, nor did I want to be upset or avoid turning the big 30. So, I chose to invite whomever would come to spend time with me and in the end it was spectacular and I honestly felt allot of love and happiness. I believe that these moments in life are necessary, knowing you matter in the lives of others is a wonderful and I was beaming this night. There is no price tag for getting together with people you love and care about it and it was all worth it. Even though I made them all pay for themselves...they still came, such good friends they are. We went to a fancy restaurant called the Thomas House in Marshfield, WI and enjoyed a nice meal w/ drinks. Closed my night off with a movie with my best friend and my husband, followed by relaxing on the couch at home enjoying conversation. Thanks to my wonderful daddy who watched my three boys, this was all possible.
So, although I am not where I want to be in life and have many worries floating in my brain, there is much a happiness to be found in what I have accomplished. I have bought my first home, I now have a college degree, I have 3 healthy strapping young boys and another child on the way, have a good relationship w/ everyone in my immediate family, am finding myself more so then ever, my relationship is growing with God, reconnected with so many friends and much more that I can't think of right now. But I'd say I am doing okay.
Plans for the future including remodeling on our house, getting my Masters, getting a financially secure job, working on my marriage..so it lasts another 20 years or so, bringing up my boys in the best way possible and whoever this other little person is inside me, getting new or used vehicles...preferably in better shape than the ones we have, paying off many debts, landscaping my yard w/ garden included, putting a fence up..privacy that is, do some traveling outside the U.S, go on a missionary trip with some of my kids hopefully, and the last thing I can think of, but most importantly.....figuring out what, when and how God is going to bring his calling over my life to pass. I question if I have a calling at times...although I know that is the enemy, but times a clicking and I need to get moving. I know seeking him out in the Word, prayer, worship and on my knees is where I will find these answers, but learning to discipline myself and my spirit to do these things is the tricky part and the flesh is weak as of presently...so need work on that...oh yes.
So..its almost 3am..I was sick most the night...then felt like eating oranges and am currently finishing them off w/ a glass of ice water. Hoping they don't come back to haunt me. I can here my babies sleeping upstairs peacefully, my husband snoring loud enough in our bedroom...I could swear a train was coming through our room, our finances are a mess and the future is unclear, but yet I feel peace...strangely enough. I am human and am worrying, but I know God has got a plan and I give my worries to him right now and put my trust in him to bring us through. Thank you Jesus for another year of life and bringing me into my 30's gracefully. Lord..I thank you for all you've given me.
Well...I am getting tired..time for some sleep, that's if that train will take a hike to the next town..we shall see..LOL.
Till next time.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
2012
The movie 2012, Hmmm. I have to say this movie wasn't half bad. Now, remember I am not one that tries to predict movies and what will happen in them before I watch them. That just sets you up for disappointment. I enjoyed this movie, but glad I didn't pay the money at the theatre just the same. The movie starts with a family of four whose parents are divorces or separated. A father who is a writer, a published writer that hasn't sold many books but is trying to find his way. The mother has moved on to some extent with a plastic surgeon partner whom she and the children are living with. This of course bothers the father and he isn't exactly happy with the situation, but copes. The action starts out with the father taking the kids whom he hasn't spent allot of time with lately on a camping trip at Yellowstone Park. There he meets a nutty guy whom seems like he's a bit insane but rants and raves about the end of times and has proof to back it up. The family then embarks on a adventure to save their lives. The father finds out that the the guy at the campsite is telling the truth, which sets him on a wild race to get his children and their mother to safety. He rents a plane and rescues the family plus the plastic surgeon. They then fly to a big airport where he meets up with a guy he drove limo for who is the Russian dude in the movie and has a big airplane that they all board and try to fly to China. They need to fill up w/ gas, but can't as everything is covered in lava. They eventually land and take up with some other people to get to the arks that the government have waiting. These arks however only have seats saved or reserved for the rich and wealthy who paid hansom amounts of money to get them.
So..to me the movie is throughout a constant battle of humanity and whether or not money is worth more, as people fight for their lives to survive this devastation. Eventually many are saved on the arks, but not enough. Less than 400,000 of our population in the world survive. There are many hero's in the movie and selfless acts throughout that pull at your heart strings every now and then. There is also allot of funny lines throughout that keep your mood steady. Overall, I give this movie a B-. ( Sorry about not mentioning actor names and if my description is sketchy..but I am not a professional, just my opinion)
So..to me the movie is throughout a constant battle of humanity and whether or not money is worth more, as people fight for their lives to survive this devastation. Eventually many are saved on the arks, but not enough. Less than 400,000 of our population in the world survive. There are many hero's in the movie and selfless acts throughout that pull at your heart strings every now and then. There is also allot of funny lines throughout that keep your mood steady. Overall, I give this movie a B-. ( Sorry about not mentioning actor names and if my description is sketchy..but I am not a professional, just my opinion)
03-12-10
I am reading this book by Wendy Alec, called Journal of the Unknown Prophet; A Visitation of Jesus Christ. Though I am behind in my daily devotions as I tend to forget to put God first quite a bit...I admit. Some days I forget completely to give him some time. If I were God..I would have left me along time ago..I wouldn't have wanted to be friends with someone who always forgets about me and never gives me the time of day. But thank GOD..I am not...God is not like that..he forgives and his love is unconditional for me. No matter how much time I spend away from, he is still their by my side..waiting for me, holding me when I need it and protecting me. What a awesome God we have.
Yehovah...your love blows me away every day. When I stop to think about what a forgiving and loving God you are..I find myself near weeping and in awe of your presence. I am not deserving of your love, yet you love me anyway. I sin everyday against you and yet when I ask to be forgiven, you wipe my slate clean and we start fresh. There is none like you Father..Oh Messiah...I cry out to you this morning for strength and understanding. What is your plan for me? I feel like I have been pacing for so many years. I don't want to run from your path for me, but I can't see it. Please help me see it. The trees, debris and dirt have long since covered my calling from you. I have let life and all of its pressures corrode my walk with you. It is my prayer Father that with you by my side, I begin to clean this path up and get rid of all that is not of you. I have this undeniable longing to follow you Father, but I am scared that I am not capable of all you have for me. Build me up Father in your Word, help me to discipline my mind, body and soul to put you first everyday as we begin again.
Hast thou not known? Hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? There is no searching of his understanding. He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall: But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles, they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. Isaiah 40:28-31 KJV.
I have to say..I love this book. Today's devotion was for those experiencing Weariness, which seems to be a major theme for me these days. It is so apparent to me, more than I'd like to admit, just how much I have lost sight of the hand of God upon my life. It is so true that as we as Christians enter into the end of ages with all of its cares and pressures, so shall our increasing desperation for a refreshing in him increase. It is so hard to admit that we are nothing without him. I should say this is hard to accept. What do you mean..I am nothing without you? Who do you think you are? This is a reaction I hear allot. We always think we can do it on our own. But I can say through my own experience that this is not so. I have tried over and over again to do it on my own and like treading in the ocean for hours or days on end, I failed and sank to the bottom of the ocean. Once you know God and have felt him move in your life or even if you like me grew up with him ingrained in your head as a child...you have this foundation or anchor in him that is a hard chain to cut away. It is firmly anchored in him, no matter how far you stray from him..it pulls you back. I have always felt it tugging at me....no matter how much I tried to resist. There is no denying that I get frustrated and irritated when I am not able to do what I need to do, but without him this is what we will become. He needs to be the "source of our lives."
(Yehovah...be all consuming in me..help me to develop a need so strong, that unless I draw close to you..I won't be able to survive..Be my existence each day.I come to you Father, to rest, to be refreshed and anointed.)
Strangely enough, when I think about my life with God thus far, I am always brought back to a old childhood song. You know the one.. " This little light of Mine," but the most important to me is the part that goes, "Hide it under a bushel..NO!..I am going to let it shine." I am surprised at how much this song comes into my head. But I know that God knows it has meaning to me and had even bigger meaning to me when I was a child and his calling was first put into the very depths of my soul. It is a reminder. I was assisting in Sunday school this last Sunday in the 2's & 3's and we sang that song. It really tugged at my heart and convicted my spirit in a surprising way. How powerful this childhood song is! It is so easy to back away from this world that condemns us for our beliefs in the Word of God. The Bible is so relevant to our lives and I know we can't rip out the pages we dislike because its just to hard to live by them. We have made so many exceptions to God's word...when we should not..we are not the author of this Bible..I am amazed that God hasn't shot us all down with lightning bolts as some of us try to rewrite the Word of God to our liking. I am not perfect and am guilty of this very act, but I am striving to not do this and to let God's word resonate within me. I feel we all have our own personal convictions and we shouldn't push those on others. It is so easy to pass judgement on others, but in reality, it is the big guy upstairs that is all knowing and the ultimate one to judge anyone.
Okay...I am done rambling for the morning. Until next time. Sorry if my thoughts were all over the place. But I guess this is the one place we can express and be scattered.
Yehovah...your love blows me away every day. When I stop to think about what a forgiving and loving God you are..I find myself near weeping and in awe of your presence. I am not deserving of your love, yet you love me anyway. I sin everyday against you and yet when I ask to be forgiven, you wipe my slate clean and we start fresh. There is none like you Father..Oh Messiah...I cry out to you this morning for strength and understanding. What is your plan for me? I feel like I have been pacing for so many years. I don't want to run from your path for me, but I can't see it. Please help me see it. The trees, debris and dirt have long since covered my calling from you. I have let life and all of its pressures corrode my walk with you. It is my prayer Father that with you by my side, I begin to clean this path up and get rid of all that is not of you. I have this undeniable longing to follow you Father, but I am scared that I am not capable of all you have for me. Build me up Father in your Word, help me to discipline my mind, body and soul to put you first everyday as we begin again.
Hast thou not known? Hast thou not heard, that the everlasting God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth, fainteth not, neither is weary? There is no searching of his understanding. He giveth power to the faint; and to them that have no might he increaseth strength. Even the youths shall faint and be weary, and the young men shall utterly fall: But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles, they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. Isaiah 40:28-31 KJV.
I have to say..I love this book. Today's devotion was for those experiencing Weariness, which seems to be a major theme for me these days. It is so apparent to me, more than I'd like to admit, just how much I have lost sight of the hand of God upon my life. It is so true that as we as Christians enter into the end of ages with all of its cares and pressures, so shall our increasing desperation for a refreshing in him increase. It is so hard to admit that we are nothing without him. I should say this is hard to accept. What do you mean..I am nothing without you? Who do you think you are? This is a reaction I hear allot. We always think we can do it on our own. But I can say through my own experience that this is not so. I have tried over and over again to do it on my own and like treading in the ocean for hours or days on end, I failed and sank to the bottom of the ocean. Once you know God and have felt him move in your life or even if you like me grew up with him ingrained in your head as a child...you have this foundation or anchor in him that is a hard chain to cut away. It is firmly anchored in him, no matter how far you stray from him..it pulls you back. I have always felt it tugging at me....no matter how much I tried to resist. There is no denying that I get frustrated and irritated when I am not able to do what I need to do, but without him this is what we will become. He needs to be the "source of our lives."
(Yehovah...be all consuming in me..help me to develop a need so strong, that unless I draw close to you..I won't be able to survive..Be my existence each day.I come to you Father, to rest, to be refreshed and anointed.)
Strangely enough, when I think about my life with God thus far, I am always brought back to a old childhood song. You know the one.. " This little light of Mine," but the most important to me is the part that goes, "Hide it under a bushel..NO!..I am going to let it shine." I am surprised at how much this song comes into my head. But I know that God knows it has meaning to me and had even bigger meaning to me when I was a child and his calling was first put into the very depths of my soul. It is a reminder. I was assisting in Sunday school this last Sunday in the 2's & 3's and we sang that song. It really tugged at my heart and convicted my spirit in a surprising way. How powerful this childhood song is! It is so easy to back away from this world that condemns us for our beliefs in the Word of God. The Bible is so relevant to our lives and I know we can't rip out the pages we dislike because its just to hard to live by them. We have made so many exceptions to God's word...when we should not..we are not the author of this Bible..I am amazed that God hasn't shot us all down with lightning bolts as some of us try to rewrite the Word of God to our liking. I am not perfect and am guilty of this very act, but I am striving to not do this and to let God's word resonate within me. I feel we all have our own personal convictions and we shouldn't push those on others. It is so easy to pass judgement on others, but in reality, it is the big guy upstairs that is all knowing and the ultimate one to judge anyone.
Okay...I am done rambling for the morning. Until next time. Sorry if my thoughts were all over the place. But I guess this is the one place we can express and be scattered.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Bedtime
I have to say the best time of my day is bedtime. Although right now, my boys are fighting upstairs screaming "liar, pants on fire," and "Ezekiel hit me," or "Daniel's lying..he hit me first." They have supper around 5pm and then snack at 6:20pm or so...Then its time to brush teeth and get ready for bed. This may be early for some, but my boys take along time to get ready for bed and I have a ritual that I do with them every night. I spend about 15 minutes with them individually, where we talk, get tickled alot and play pretend games.
Tonight with Daniel who is my four year old, this consisted of him laying under his cover as he waits for me to come into his room. I can hear him giggling in anticipation for me to give him a jumper cable tickle, I can barely contain my own laughter when he does this. The rest of our time consits of alot of tickling and pretending I was a bird and he was a worm. So I pick him up and carry him to my pretend nest and tickle him some more. I love listening to him laugh so hard he can barely stand it. We pray, hug, give kisses and I remind him how much I love him.
Then onto Ezekiel my six year old who loves to play pretend. Tonight we did the bird and worm, lion and rhino and tiger and deer combinations. This usually is me pretending I am the animal he chooses for me to be and I tickle him and act like the animal. I am sure this would make quite a bit of people laugh at me if they could see me growling like a tiger or tweeting like a bird. He loves it and its a way for me to get into his world for a moment and spend some time with him. We also pray, hug and give kisses and then I do the fluff tickle, which is me fluffing the blanket a couple of times as he waits for the tickle explosion, which I suprise him with when he least suspects it. He makes me smile so much, I can feel my heart warming.
Then onto Elijah, my nine year old where we pray, hug and give kisses. I tickle him a little bit, but mostly we just talk about his day. Today he told me about his friend Hunter and he just knows Hunter has a crush on a girl named Olivia, because he wipes her kooties (sp) off of himself everytime she touches him and he smiles everytime she is around. This made me laugh because I have seen Elijah do the exact same thing with a girl he likes in his glass. Thankfully he still thinks kissing and stuff is gross, so I am not too worried. He also showed me his evil laugh he is working on right now. Alot of work to do yet. I told him I was scared, but wanted to laugh. He is also working on another magic trick he is trying to master and is wondering if I think he will master it. I told him he will and I can't wait to see it.
I turn all the lights off in the upstairs hall except for one by the bathroom and remind them all that I love them and to stay in there beds and no talking...or else!!
This time of the night is my favorite end to the day..that is until I look around at the mess downstairs that I still need to clean up. But I have to say there is a certain feeling of silence and peace knowing your children are tucked in for the night and now its time to relax before heading to bed yourself.
God's love is in everything, a childs smile or his laughter..so innocent and unconditional.
Tonight with Daniel who is my four year old, this consisted of him laying under his cover as he waits for me to come into his room. I can hear him giggling in anticipation for me to give him a jumper cable tickle, I can barely contain my own laughter when he does this. The rest of our time consits of alot of tickling and pretending I was a bird and he was a worm. So I pick him up and carry him to my pretend nest and tickle him some more. I love listening to him laugh so hard he can barely stand it. We pray, hug, give kisses and I remind him how much I love him.
Then onto Ezekiel my six year old who loves to play pretend. Tonight we did the bird and worm, lion and rhino and tiger and deer combinations. This usually is me pretending I am the animal he chooses for me to be and I tickle him and act like the animal. I am sure this would make quite a bit of people laugh at me if they could see me growling like a tiger or tweeting like a bird. He loves it and its a way for me to get into his world for a moment and spend some time with him. We also pray, hug and give kisses and then I do the fluff tickle, which is me fluffing the blanket a couple of times as he waits for the tickle explosion, which I suprise him with when he least suspects it. He makes me smile so much, I can feel my heart warming.
Then onto Elijah, my nine year old where we pray, hug and give kisses. I tickle him a little bit, but mostly we just talk about his day. Today he told me about his friend Hunter and he just knows Hunter has a crush on a girl named Olivia, because he wipes her kooties (sp) off of himself everytime she touches him and he smiles everytime she is around. This made me laugh because I have seen Elijah do the exact same thing with a girl he likes in his glass. Thankfully he still thinks kissing and stuff is gross, so I am not too worried. He also showed me his evil laugh he is working on right now. Alot of work to do yet. I told him I was scared, but wanted to laugh. He is also working on another magic trick he is trying to master and is wondering if I think he will master it. I told him he will and I can't wait to see it.
I turn all the lights off in the upstairs hall except for one by the bathroom and remind them all that I love them and to stay in there beds and no talking...or else!!
This time of the night is my favorite end to the day..that is until I look around at the mess downstairs that I still need to clean up. But I have to say there is a certain feeling of silence and peace knowing your children are tucked in for the night and now its time to relax before heading to bed yourself.
God's love is in everything, a childs smile or his laughter..so innocent and unconditional.
Another Day
Awoken at 6am after a couple hours of sleep is not fun. I often ask my kids.."why don't you sleep in every now and then?" It doesn't seem to matter what time they go to bed at night, they are always up at the same time every morning, weekday or weekend..there is no mercy for the weak. I am lucky my husband is a morning person and for the most part is up befor me alot of times.
Well this morning I am up and for the third consecutive day I am serving cereal to my little monkeys. Do I care...NOpe. Do they...of course, because they have been spoiled w/ wonderful breakfasts for way to long. For the longest time my husband and I have been cooking oatmeal, omlets, waffles, pancakes, bacon (turkey and pork), and many other cooked breakfasts that I could've only dreamed of as a kid. My kids through a fit awhile ago when we tried to give ourselves a morning off and give them cereal. I decided, no more you stinks..you shall eat cereal. Don't worry, they have a variety of selections to choose from.
So, the sounds I hear this morning or the dog prancing all over the house shedding his annoying hairs everywhere, my little babe Daniel who is four asking me what the name of the cartoon is on TV and letting me know he doesn't like it and won't watch it, Ezekiel who is 6 and was up till 3am with ear pain is watching cartoons and happy eating fruit loops and telling me how good he feels, Elijah my independent shining star who is almost 10 years old has already got his coat on and hat for school ready to go and anxious to get his day started and lastly my husband's butt is firmly planted on his computer chair playing his stupid online games and working on school work in between....this annoys me most. I wish I could just be oblivious to all that is going on in the house and zone on my work or whatever it is that I am doing. And now my two youngest are screaming back n' forth fighing over a little noise maker machine that is supposed to be a piggy bank that for the love of God I can't figure out how to open again....curse you damn toy and your plastic cheapness...urrr. I am so tired and will be taking a nap..hopefully today.
I need to go to the doctor's today as they need to evaluate me for an injury I sustained last saturday. My crazy and unprofessional boss thought it amusing apparently to put me with a client that weighed over 200 pounds. I do caregiving full time most the time at clients homes helping them with whatever they need. I have worked 1st and 3rd shift depending on what is available, but I will say this is not my favoritest job ever. Anyways..I was told this client was independent and could walk on his own and I was their to make sure he didn't escape out of the house in the middle of the night. Well..this was not the truth and I had to not only catch this client from falling a few times, but also had to practically carry his full weight while walking as he was 80% incapable of doing it on his own. But doing this while almost 5 months preggo's, caused me to experience some contractions and pull some ligaments and strain some muscles in my pelvic region...I was a balling crying baby that day I was in the ER, so scared I was miscarrying or had harmed my baby somehow. Thankfully God had his hand on us and kept us safe for the most part...I got to rest just about all this week...has been nice and relaxing. However..I am not sure if I am getting better or worse. We shall see what the doctor says.
So many things to do today..and all I can think about is where I can schedule my nap in...
My 4 year old is currently on my lap giving me lots of love and informing of his desire to go get some pancakes from somewhere...Oh I love hugging on this guy..He is my most snuggly and his my baby. I often wonder how he will react when new baby comes. I admit I baby him more than I should..but for the last couple of years..I thought he would be my last baby and I wanted to take in every moment, but God had other plans.
Well this morning I am up and for the third consecutive day I am serving cereal to my little monkeys. Do I care...NOpe. Do they...of course, because they have been spoiled w/ wonderful breakfasts for way to long. For the longest time my husband and I have been cooking oatmeal, omlets, waffles, pancakes, bacon (turkey and pork), and many other cooked breakfasts that I could've only dreamed of as a kid. My kids through a fit awhile ago when we tried to give ourselves a morning off and give them cereal. I decided, no more you stinks..you shall eat cereal. Don't worry, they have a variety of selections to choose from.
So, the sounds I hear this morning or the dog prancing all over the house shedding his annoying hairs everywhere, my little babe Daniel who is four asking me what the name of the cartoon is on TV and letting me know he doesn't like it and won't watch it, Ezekiel who is 6 and was up till 3am with ear pain is watching cartoons and happy eating fruit loops and telling me how good he feels, Elijah my independent shining star who is almost 10 years old has already got his coat on and hat for school ready to go and anxious to get his day started and lastly my husband's butt is firmly planted on his computer chair playing his stupid online games and working on school work in between....this annoys me most. I wish I could just be oblivious to all that is going on in the house and zone on my work or whatever it is that I am doing. And now my two youngest are screaming back n' forth fighing over a little noise maker machine that is supposed to be a piggy bank that for the love of God I can't figure out how to open again....curse you damn toy and your plastic cheapness...urrr. I am so tired and will be taking a nap..hopefully today.
I need to go to the doctor's today as they need to evaluate me for an injury I sustained last saturday. My crazy and unprofessional boss thought it amusing apparently to put me with a client that weighed over 200 pounds. I do caregiving full time most the time at clients homes helping them with whatever they need. I have worked 1st and 3rd shift depending on what is available, but I will say this is not my favoritest job ever. Anyways..I was told this client was independent and could walk on his own and I was their to make sure he didn't escape out of the house in the middle of the night. Well..this was not the truth and I had to not only catch this client from falling a few times, but also had to practically carry his full weight while walking as he was 80% incapable of doing it on his own. But doing this while almost 5 months preggo's, caused me to experience some contractions and pull some ligaments and strain some muscles in my pelvic region...I was a balling crying baby that day I was in the ER, so scared I was miscarrying or had harmed my baby somehow. Thankfully God had his hand on us and kept us safe for the most part...I got to rest just about all this week...has been nice and relaxing. However..I am not sure if I am getting better or worse. We shall see what the doctor says.
So many things to do today..and all I can think about is where I can schedule my nap in...
My 4 year old is currently on my lap giving me lots of love and informing of his desire to go get some pancakes from somewhere...Oh I love hugging on this guy..He is my most snuggly and his my baby. I often wonder how he will react when new baby comes. I admit I baby him more than I should..but for the last couple of years..I thought he would be my last baby and I wanted to take in every moment, but God had other plans.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Procrastination at its best
Bills are piling, collection agencies hounding and yet I am watching the Locator on TLC and being a judge on American Idol tonight. The word priorities is such a tough word and honestly not fair if you ask me. I start off with the right intentions, but get sidetracked quit often. Hard to believe I became a home owner last year in September, married w/ 3 boys and one on the way. I often tell myself that I am a spontaneous person and I will not be tied down to this super mom BS and be held accountable to this invisible list of rules for moms that I know is out there..gosh dang it. But yet, I am constantly measuring myself according to this list and finding all the flaws I possibly can with myself. I admit that most of them will stick, because the truth hurts. If I were a cork board, I would be full of post-it notes of all the things I have or haven't done right. I am not sure why I procrastinate on what is important...Thats a lie..Mainly because I hate facing the hole I have put myself in. Nobody ever throws a ladder to me..not even my husband. Turd. Anyways, I often feel like I am overwhelmed with to much on my plate. But I do take on more than I can handle, but in no way meet the super mom criteria. I limit my kids activities, simply because I know I can't hack it and there are only 24 hours in a day, which I like to at least sleep in 6-8 of those if at all possible.
So, in all honesty I am not the best at paying bills on time, but it gets done eventually. But I am not a complete loser. I did just graduated from college with my double major in Marketing and Business Management. And yes..for extra sympathy I did do this being a full-time parent, full-time worker etc. My appearance has been sacrificed though..something had to go...unfortunately me. So I am in the process of getting myself back together hopefully. Although I am worried I will be again setback with another child coming. Lets face it..when we have kids, we tend to take backseat until are stinkers are on their way. Well, at least I will admit I did big time.
I am in the process of deciding to go back to school again in April for my Masters in Human Services. I love dealing with people and I feel I would be good with case managment or something dealing with helping children etc. Why on earth did I go to school for Business is beyond me..Well, I actually thought I could start a business someday..but those cost money and with student loans twisting my panties and bills waiting..I figured some capital might be a good idea to start with. So finding the next step for me is what I am looking for right now..although it is no suprise that I am procrastinating on that as well. Lord in heaven help me make a decision..
So, in all honesty I am not the best at paying bills on time, but it gets done eventually. But I am not a complete loser. I did just graduated from college with my double major in Marketing and Business Management. And yes..for extra sympathy I did do this being a full-time parent, full-time worker etc. My appearance has been sacrificed though..something had to go...unfortunately me. So I am in the process of getting myself back together hopefully. Although I am worried I will be again setback with another child coming. Lets face it..when we have kids, we tend to take backseat until are stinkers are on their way. Well, at least I will admit I did big time.
I am in the process of deciding to go back to school again in April for my Masters in Human Services. I love dealing with people and I feel I would be good with case managment or something dealing with helping children etc. Why on earth did I go to school for Business is beyond me..Well, I actually thought I could start a business someday..but those cost money and with student loans twisting my panties and bills waiting..I figured some capital might be a good idea to start with. So finding the next step for me is what I am looking for right now..although it is no suprise that I am procrastinating on that as well. Lord in heaven help me make a decision..
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