Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Friday, July 25, 2008
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
I have never claimed to be
the best a good housekeeper. I live by the addage "clean enough to be healthy, dirty enough to be fun." Nevertheless, there are certain places in my home where some small amount of cleaning OCD comes into play.
The lids to all my plasticware bowls are all lined up (not in any particular order) and easily identified and found.
My pans are neatly arranged in side my cabinet. (Unless Lucky has played there again, leaving behind a gift of tennis balls in a pan.)
My canned goods used to be neatly organized. But then the battery on the cordless drill died and we can't find the charger and the chore of baby-proofing the cabinets died with the battery.
One area of my house that is pretty easily maintained is Stinkerbell's shoes in her closet.
Assuming she actually carries them to her closet, all she has to do is toss them into a hard plastic laundry basket. All she has to do is open her closet and both halves of a pair of shoes are inside the basket.
It's not all neat and pretty and "organizey", but it works for me.
Wanna know what works for others? Go.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Friday, Stinkerbell, Lucky and I made a trip to our local
retail hell-hole Wal-Mart. While scanning and bagging my life-necessities, I noticed a W-M bag in the cart left at the end of the checkout line.
nosey inquisitive kind of person who is always looking for something to blog about an opportunity to help others, I picked up the bag to hand it to the self-checkout cashier (there's something wrong with that logic...)
In the bag was a jewelry box.
I handed it over to the woman in the navy blue shirt and khaki pants.
someone forgot their jewelry!
"uh oh, I'm sure they'll be back for it in a few minutes. I'll keep it here."
I wonder what it is...
"It's a wedding ring. I hope they're not in a hurry for it."
me too. Either way, there's gonna be some 'splaining to do.
I don't think she got my Ricky Ricardo reference.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Well, for a few weeks now The Mighty Hunter and I have been talking about what we're going to do if the economy doesn't improve.
I can't come up with anything interesting or witty here. Blame the stress and insomina. Or just bite me. I don't care...
So, since the economy isn't improving - and likely won't until the government pulls some oil refineries out of its arse and gets OPEC's death-grip loosened from around our necks - we're working on Plan B.
Plan A - I continue as SAHM and "consult" my
infinite IT skills for our business until such time as Lucky starts school or we win the lottery for which we never buy tickets.
Plan B - I
brush off write a resume and find a J.O.B. Lucky goes to daycare since we don't have family close enough or healthy enough to care for him daily. Stinkerbell goes to after-school care at either her school or at the same day-care as Lucky.
Here's what I'm wondering. How does one go about getting a job within the school district Stinkerbell attends a mere 34 days before school starts? How disgustingly sad and depressing would it be for me to pull the few strings I have to pull to meet with the superintendent and present my resume, detailing my experience in IT administration, business management, supervising, bookkeeping skills AND! my College! Degree! so that I can beg for ANY job just to be close to my children and have their same schedule?
"Why, no, Mr Superintendent, I don't have any teaching experience or a degree in which I could quickly gain my teacher's certificate. What difference would that make? Can I just dust the trophy case? Can I clean the toilets? I've dreamed my whole life of wearing a hair net!" (batting my loverly blue eyes, hoping it will work on school superintendents better than police officers)
So, I am awake at 1:30 A! friggin' M! and am beginning to get HUNGRY! and would love to be able to wear some of the work clothes I already own should I actually get my butt out and get a job interview so I now have to try to get to sleep (not!) on an empty stomach. And I'm fretting over what I'm going to do.
I've tried very hard to hold it together and not cry over this.
I never thought I would NOT go back to work at some point. I just hoped that it would be after Lucky started school or preschool or college. I just hoped that I could continue to be the one to pick my children up at the school and not put them on a bus. I just hoped that I wouldn't feel torn between staying home with a sick child and going to work. I just hoped that I wouldn't have to make this decision right now.
Does anyone know of a great business to run from my home that requires no investment and provides an actual, reliable income? 'Cuz I'm game.
I have contacted (via email, which is totally acceptable practice with this organization) my purchasing agent at the government contractor to which I sold engine parts before I left work (Nov 2006). I'm hoping I can finagle (how do you spell that word? I've said it for years but never written it or seen it anywhere!) an arrangement where I can fill orders for the same parts I did in the past. I still have my contacts and feel sure that I can negotiate good pricing, etc.
Wouldn't that be a dream?
doing the math now... SWEET!!!
So, other than needing a defibrilator when you fill up your car with gas, which is a major fire hazard, how is the economy affecting your family?