Oct 12, 2009

TTFN

In the word of Tigger (yes I know my life revolves around child programming) Ta-ta for now. Actually I hope that is not the case but I have just returned to the field which means absolutely insane hours and complete lack of sanity where I am concerned. I work in the chemical and refinery industury for a companyu that in essence performs repairs, builds, and does preventative maintenance in the plants. I cannot even take my phone to the location I am working now because it has a camera.

I am hoping to be able to keep up with my blog while on this job - which will be limited to a 72 hour work week in comparison to th 91 hour weeks I was pulling in Feb and Mar - it is still a struggle even to stay on top of my laundry pile yet alone log onto the world wide web.

I usually try to comment on each blog I read, but even just finding the time to read all your tales that brighten my days has already become diffict. I vow (with or without crossed fingers - you be the judge I will do as much as I possibly can.

Oct 6, 2009

My House Is In Bed With Home Depot

I truly belive evil forces are at work here. My house is screwin' the Depot and has made a pact with it to cost me as much money as possible. I might as well walk into HD with my paycheck each week and just hand it over.

Disclaimer: my home was built in 1978 and was in double foreclosure when we purchased it almost 5 years ago. But we fell in love with the 3 phase wooden deck and gazebo. Since we love being outdoors we knew this would be a good fit for us and we would make updates to the house as we went along.  Through my not working while on maternity leave, my hubs taking jobs that turned out to pay crappy, and just being gone all the time not much had gotten done.  Hurricane Rita and Ike had forced our hand here and there, but other than replacing the fence (twice) we didn't really dig into our home renovations.  That changed this summer.

On the 4th of July I discovered water seeping out of the wall in my kids bathroom when I went to investigate a funny smell (hey, it happens - it is the kids bathroom). A trip to the attic determined that the a/c drip pan had overflowed due to a clogged drain line. As the clean up got started it was found that 3/4 of the sheetrock was soaked through as well as the insulation so we gutted the room. It was a good excuse to start the upgrades needed to our home to get ready to sell in a few more years.

We started getting our hands dirty and getting down to business a few weeks ago. We've done (purchased) the following things: sheetrock, tile, and wall texture (I can't believe I can now do all these things - well except for the sheetrock part). We still have to replace the toilet, tub walls, and cabinetry/sink and paint.  And this is just a 60 square foot room!  We still have the rest of the house to go!  I don't want to get too ahead of myself but I think we will tackle the master bathroom next.  Why not...I'm on a roll.

Well at the same time we are steadily occupied with our work in the bathroom, we finally decide to call a repair man to fix our inside refrigerator (that maintained a steady temperature in the high 50's until a few weeks ago).  Then a week ago the garbage disposal took a dump - literally.  I turned on the sink to have water flowing out at my feet from under my kitchen cabinets.  So that had to be replaced also.  During this process we discovered that an odd type of plumbing was used in our home and that the threads on plumbing connections bought at the store do not match (we have yet to find out what type of piping this is or where we can find replacement pieces).

For the moment I am crossing my fingers, praying, and stocking up on super glue in the hopes that nothing else breaks until we are ready to tackle that room of our home.  My wallet already has moths flying from its empty depths.

Oct 5, 2009

Family Is Priority

I have always felt that family comes first. I suppose that is why I am spending the majority of my day in my vehicle with 5 other people. My brother-in-law's deployment ceremony was this evening.

I got the phone call from my mom last Saturday morning to ask if we would be able to attend and to express her disapppointment that our extended family not only would not be there, but had failed to even call or e-mail her to show their support for her when she is getting ready to send her husband to war.

My sister and I have never been really close. My dad and her mom (who I consider my mom) got together when I was 6 and she was 3. For a long time I felt she and I were treated differently growing up, and I suppose we were, but we also had different circumstances with our parents. Dispite that we don't have a close sister type relationship I felt it was only right for us to go and support both her and her husband. I cleared it with Clint and volunteered for us to drive since our vehicle is large enough to seat everyone who would be going.

We found out the following day one of our best friends (who is also my boss) was celebrating his birthday the same night. I had to deal with a pouting husband for a few days but stuck to my resolve that we were going to keep our commitment to family.

As this trip draws to an end I am torn about the decision I made. I do believe family comes first and that it was very important to see JD before he left for a place where there is a real possibility he may not return. I also think he aprieciated us coming up to the ceremony. On the other hand my sister was so rude to every one at every turn (which is typical for her). I knew ahead of time to expect it, that's the way she is. What I did not expect was for her to yell at mom for not having her camera fully charged; for her to flip over being called one of moms kids because she is an adult; and to get up during the ceremony walk over to mom, thrust the camera at her and tell her the memory card is full, she needed to get the other one NOW! Because she was missing it. Did I mention mom was crying before this happened because it hurt her to see her daughter crying. I had to restrain myself from knocking some sense (respect, caring, couth) into her. But it most certianly wasn't the time or place. I found it very difficult to take the high road today.

I will end this rather long and ranting post qwith a photo of the 141st infantry regiment in formation that I took with my phone (the same kind, ironically, that my sister has).

To our troops, be safe over there and return to those who love you safely. My family will be praying for you every day!

Oct 3, 2009

Did You Miss Me?

I have been absent from the blogsphere for a little more than a week primarily due to being to busy to sit down and write even a short post. When I wasn't busy I was exhausted. Between our bathroom remodel, a child with the flu, and a shit load of new responsibilities at work I have been a mess. The main reason I have time today is that we are taking the 3 hour ride to San Antonio to attend my brother in law's deployment ceremony. Please excuse my typing errors today as this is all being done by Blackberry.

Another reason for my lack of blogging (as if everything else wasn't enough) and one I have trouble admitting to myself is that people I know are reading my blog. I know that sounds really dumb. The whole point in having a public blog rather than private is for people to read it. The problem is that I am one of those people who crave approval so much that I won't say what's on my mind for fear of being judged by it. But here on my blog I can let it all out. I can get everything off my chest and all of you wonderful readers are supportive (or you just don't comment if you aren't). I found out a few weeks ago that Clint was reading my blog. At first it felt really cool that my hubs was taking time out vof his day to read my ramblings. To him it gives him insight into what is going on in my head that I just won't come out and say. Then it started to make me feel self aware (I couldn't figure out how to spell contious?). What if I wrote something that he didn't want the world to know. Or something self-depricating that I didn't want to give him as ammunition to make fun of me with.

But I have come to the conclusion that the people I know read what I write becausw they love me and genuinely want know what I have to say, even when I don't have the balls to say it in words. So in conclusion I am going to keep blogging for me, the way I want to and block from my head in the process that so-and-so is going to read this and like me less. Because this is who I am and this place is my daily therapy (even though some of you might argue that I actually need a professional).