This is straight from a 15 year old honor student...

Do I even need to say anything else???

The weekend...

It's Sunday here and I should be more productive today as we're hoping to move a good chunk of our things next weekend. I just can't get motivated to do it today. I worked yesterday and when I work an extra day I am usually pretty drained, but I must get some things done. I've already done three loads of laundry, I just need to fold them. I've cleaned one of our bathrooms, washed and cleaned the kitchen, too. I guess I'll take a break as I can't do much with four boys yelling and screaming/laughing as they're playing video games. The rain is keeping them inside so it's kind of hard getting into the groove of cleaning. I'll get some stuff done as moving is a motivation.
We've finally got all of the painting done in the living room and the dining room. I even broke down and painted our bedroom which I swore I would not do. I just couldn't take the color anymore. However, I refuse to paint the awful paneling we have in two of the other rooms-Lord knows I was tempted to start but I restrained myself. Hopefully we'll get the counters in the kitchen done soon as it looks pretty nasty in there. Maybe next weekend-it should be a pretty easy project. One can only hope...

House Madness

So the drama of the termites and water damage has been finished. We FINALLY closed on our house on Thursday morning. There was one last mini-heart-attack on the day of closing, but we decided it was better to keep this house than walk away from it. The hubby thought it would be funny to text me at work and say that we're walking away from the table at closing because the seller's realtor didn't finalize her details correctly. I obviously didn't find that too amusing as the prior week was pure stress. Anyhoo, the house has so much potential. For the most part things were in good shape. It needs cosmetic things, but it's a way to make your house your own. But then I didn't particularly feel that way as we were painting on Friday afternoon. I had this color imagined somewhere in my scattered brain and went and picked it up in the afternoon. Well, to make a long story short it was nowhere near what I envisioned. It looked like mustard had been thrown all over the room. I started stressing more and more and poor hubby was trying to reassure me it looked good. Never trust a man's opinion when it comes to paint-I was thinking. So I decided to change the color. We found one and I really do like it. I wimped out and went with a neutral, but I have several other rooms to paint I was just wanting to get something on the walls. So, after one horrible color, a coat of primer, and then two coats of new color we have finished. I think it turned out really nice. Props the hubs, he even picked out a nice color for the dining room. We had a family member come over today and they stated, "you all paint so much." Helloooo, if your dining room was three shades of primary blue and looked like it belonged in a dorm room, you would be painting it too! We have two rooms of color down, now we only have three bazillion more. I think we're going to suck it up and hire a painter. I just want it done. Now. Hopefully the hubby will start work on the flooring in the dining and living rooms tomorrow. I, however, have to head to work. It will keep me sane-maybe....

Yesterday totally stunk...

The house buying process was going so smoothly until yesterday. Picture in your mind screeching car brakes and almost slamming into a brick wall. We were supposed to be closing on our house today(Tuesday) and the hubby called me yesterday at work and said we have to post-pone again. What now??!! Well, the bank decided to wait until Friday to start their termite inspection. Okay, but of course yesterday while they were finishing they found some proof that we had some of those lovely little critters. On top of it all, they found joist and water damage that our inspector somehow missed. The repairs that need to be made are to the tune of about $7,000. I felt the tears start to sting in my eyes so I had to hang up. Okay, what do we do now? Supposively since the bank owns the house they are supposed to take care of the cost. Yeah, right. Now on the day we're supposed to close I am sitting on pins and needles everytime the phone rings. This bank has never made a move that fast, it only took them about five weeks to approve our offer for the house. We have already given notice to our landlord that we will be moving and I WAS going to go the kid's schools and change the address and all that jazz, but I guess I will be putting that off for now. If the bank won't pay for all of the repairs, then we may have to walk away from this house. I will be so disappointed, but I know that means it wasn't meant to be. So, in my attempt to drown out my "funk" that I'm in I did an hour long work-out so I'm sure my booty will love me tomorrow. I was going to try yoga, but I can't shake the mood. Now, maybe I will focus my attention to doing some cleaning and laundry. Then again, maybe some Cold Stone Creamery ice cream would make things better...

Promotion and Progress...

Okay, not too much has happened recently. We are slowly making progress with packing-and I mean SLOWLY. I know it's a lot to expect to have things done quickly, but it's always nice to dream. I have a co-worker and she is moving in the same time frame we are, but since she's relocating they're getting someone to pack for them. I am extremely jealous...I think pretty soon we will be over come by cardboard so if you don't see me just check in one of the taped boxes and you may find anyone of us in there! I did make progress on the boys' room. Boxes are packed, drawers and closet are cleaned out, and you can actually see the floor! We will need to repaint their room before we move out of here, but it is going to be completely white so that will make it easier. I do feel that I accomplished something this weekend so I don't feel completely defeated with this move. I even found time to fit in my workout for the day. I've worked out in the past only to get so busy or sick and then never got back into it. I tend to go in spurts, but this time I am telling myself it is more for my sanity. It helps to work off some steam...
At work a few weeks ago there was an opening for a nurse supervisor position. With a little poking and prodding from some co-workers and the hubby I was coaxed into applying. I wasn't quite sure that I would get the job, but I figured it wouldn't hurt to apply. Did I really need or want the extra headaches that come along with it? No-it would be great experience though. I had my interview along with another co-worker that would be absolutely fantastic for the job. After a long weekend and a few days they told us who they chose for the position. Of course not expecting it to be me, we both went into the office awaiting the verdict. Well, a few moments later I found myself literally picking my jaw off of the floor because they chose me. Whattt???!!
I am extremely flattered by the fact that I've been at my place of employment a little less than 3 years and I'm in this position. It is a great feeling to know that my co-workers and the providers I work for have been so supportive of this venture. I even received cards from a few of them. I think the best thing has been knowing how my co-workers feel about me. Now, we'll take another poll on that in a few months and see if they have changed their minds!...

Ahh, life is better now...

Okay, so I know females can definitely put themselves in my shoes. Lets start off by saying that as we get older we all know that we're going to go gray at some point. My hair is a lighter brown color and I've been noticing the grays more and more these days. I don't know if it's stress or what, but I'll go with that excuse. Now when it's time, I will go completely gray, but at my age I am not ready for that-nowhere near ready. Another tidbit, for those that know me I am completely particular about my hair. I have always been that way. Admit to yourselves that you too go to the salon only to come home and make sure your hair is cut the right way. Well, back to the grays. I have found a wonderful stylist now that I am really satisfied with. It's a pricier salon and I hate to spend so much money. So, with the grays becoming very apparent I was thinking of ways to highlight my hair without having to pay the arm and a leg the salon charges. I was so close to trying it myself, but I talked myself out of it. Bless the hubs though, he even said he would help knowing he would be taking his life in his hands if it was messed up. Anyhoo, the hair appt was several days away and seeming like an eternity, I went somewhere else and got my hair highlighted since I chickened out myself. Wow, what a mistake. She lightened my hair, but I felt like bigbird in the moment. I just about died. I even went to the drugstore to buy haircolor to cover it all. I again chickened out and decided to suck it up. Everyone said they loved it at work-so I decided to leave it alone. Well today was my haircut appt with my regular stylist. I slinked in there and admitted all of my guilt. She giggled with me and said, "Easy fix. Let's throw some toner on it." Let me tell you, she may just be considered God. I went from a big yellow feathery, six foot childrens character to my normal self. I will never do something like that again. I figure, I work hard so I deserve to treat myself to something ridiculously expensive here and there, right? Life is better now-that is until this afternoon. I have to meet with my high-schooler's guidance counselor for career pathway counseling. Doesn't that say it all.........

New Things, Let's start over

Okay, I attempted the blogging thing a few times before. I enjoy reading other blogs and again, I figured it's a great way to vent, etc. So, I will attempt again. I'm not the most computer savvy with pics and all, but I do want to learn~for now I will take it one posting at a time....
There is so much going on in our lives right now. The most exciting and stressful thing is that we're buying a home! Yep, this is our first home purchase ever and I wish it hadn't taken so long to do so, but I'm glad and blessed to be doing it now. The hubby and I have been married almost 12 years and we've always rented-even the house we're in now. I know, we've been throwing our money away. We've just had some obstacles in our way and I guess it's now the right time. All through the process of the last two months I have had such good ideas for decorating/renovating and seemed organized with my ideas. Since they have told us the house is ours-I can't seem to make a decision for the life of me! How sad is that?! I know it will take time, but I'm so excited to be doing this. This will be our home for a very long time. I was motivated in packing, but now I can't seem to think straight to begin packing again. But I am proud of the fact that I am dutifully labeling each box on the outside for easier access. I thought that was a pretty smart idea. Please tell me I will regain my sanity at some point and time after this move. I feel like the inside of my head is complete mush and it's beginning to show. If my husband and kids don't divorce me in the mean time, I will say it's all been worth it...for now I'm planning on forgetting about all this even if it's just for a few hours and go and celebrate my daughter's birthday. She turned 15 years old this week and I can't believe how time has flown by! Just yesterday she was a tiny infant then a bubbly toddler. She has grown into a beautiful young lady. What happened? How did so much time go by? Regardless of the teenage mood swings, (ha, ha!) I still love her just as much as the day she was born even though she may not believe it!