Friday, October 14, 2005

It is much more clear now

I have been up since 4:45 A fucking M. Y'all know I would only do that for a friend, right? Our friend, Kenny, has to have surgery on his snot holes (polyps) and his wife is there with him so their three little chilrens have to still get to school right. Enter moi. It is not a problem - very hilarious and cute kids. Allow me to illustrate: Jessica, the oldest and the only girl is telling me the story about this little girl coming to her house and trying to basically con her out of some of her necklaces and little jewelry and stuff. So Kenny, one of the twins, goes "Not the Jesus one, right?" Jessica goes "No, not that one." Kenny, visibly relieved and earnest as could be goes "Well I hope not, cause that's JESUS." I about fucking died. He was so dead serious that I could not laugh so I just turned my head the other way and proceeded to do the whole body shaking "I'm not laughing" thing. That kid kills me. So they were dressed, toofers brushed, breakfast eaten, school work in bags and off we went to school. I got them there on time - actually we were early. Go me.

So anyways, I have had a lot on my mind lately. I have been attempting to work from home with not very much success. The company that I have been doing stuff for like slowed way down. Let me explain why this chaps my ass. Granted I was taking a chance quitting my job in order to do this kind of work. I gotta take the slow times with the busy, the good with the bad. I get that. However, when I was doing the training, they were so gung ho about getting our paperwork into them because they were so backlogged and there is so much work, etc. And now, it is like NOTHING. Um, nice. So here I sit. Now, if we could swing this financially, I would be all for it. I have discovered a few things about myself. I am an extreme homebody - much more than I ever thought possible. I am sure this is exacerbated by the fact that I was out of my home for a month and just grateful to be here, but there has always been the homebody in me. I LOVE BEING HERE. I am a big nester. I love to make my home comfy and inviting and nice but still livable. A place where it looks great but that you can put your feet on the sofa or coffee table. Ya feelin' me? I am even anxious to begin the whole cooking thing. I promised the husband unit that if he agreed to me being home and working here (did not take much convincing) that I would cook more. I am so not a cook so I have been all over the net reading up on easy recipes and stuff like that and saving them. I have not really busted them out because the in-laws are here and if I am going to do test runs on potentially disgusting food, I would prefer to only make my husband and mother suffer. I don't want to share the wealth. :) I have major guilt about being here now that my husband has gone back to Job #2. What kind of lazy piece of shit am I that my husband works two jobs while my ass is home????? That is why I am really making an effort to sorta take care of things around here. Before I had no qualms about being like "Get up off your ass and do whatever." Now I pretty much do it - with the exception of the pool. That is his domain.

The point of this is that yesterday I spent the day updating my resume and composing a cover letter to accompany it. I then went around in the neighborhood near the courthouse near my home. I took down as many names of attorneys as possible and then came home, canvassed the yellow pages for those that I might also be able to help. I got their addresses and sent off the resumes. Now I know the odds people. Chances are if I get a 10% return on interest based on these resumes, I am probably ahead of the pack. However, I am willing to do whatever it takes to continue to do this. I never anticipated enjoying being home this much. I putter. I do laundry. I pack my husband's bag for the station. I play with the doggie. Hopefully I will get enough work that will justify me staying home. The THOUGHT of going back into an office atmosphere just makes me want to retch. Right now it is rather difficult because the inlaws are still here but chances are they will be gone within the week. I would like to get a real routine down that will fold my work into the things I have gotten to do here. I mean, it's just great. I never in a kabillion years thought I would be ok being home. I truly think that if I had children, I could do this no problem - work or not. Being that I don't have human kids, I do have to do some work, right? RIGHT? I keep telling myself that. Puttering does not equal income. Anyways, think good thoughts for me that I can get enough work to sustain us paying our bills on time. That is always a nice thing. :)

Elizabeth at 9:19 AM

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at 10:00 AM Kami said...: Shit that's early.

I hope you get something you want. I don't know what the hell I'm going to do when this boy of mine starts real school!
at 10:51 AM MsPerdie said...: Here are my good thought rays coming your way.. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Good luck!
at 2:15 PM Danielle said...: Southern Fried...
The in laws are there?
they okay? how long are they going to be there?
at 1:29 AM Unknown said...: Good luck and blessings. I have been technically unemployed for two years. Thank God for savings, investment, eBay, my online store, and the odd investigative and preaching gigs I’ve had.