Ch-ch-ch-changes!
Today I’m off to get my Criminal Record check for work. It’s a requirement for the assistant manager position. I’m not sure how it’ll work with my married name. Or if I go by my maiden name. Maybe I should bring my Marriage license along… *sigh* this is confusing!
As of today it’s been one month since I started eating healthier. As of Sunday I have lost 15lbs!! That is a little bit more than you’re supposed to loose in a month, but only by 3lbs. So that’s not too bad! I’ve noticed a bit of a difference in my clothes, which is fascinating. You know that pair of jeans that you bought so long ago and they where a bit tight and you figured they’d loosen up once you wore them? You know the ones.. where you have to lie down on the bed and suck in to do them up? Well I don’t have to lie down and suck in to pull them on! They’re still a bit tight, but I don’t have to dance around the bedroom any more to get them on!
Oh! Sarah came down this weekend! She came down and (attempted..) to surprise me at home or work, but I was at my moms. At first I was stressed (boy do I stress out easily!). Why? All of a sudden someone wanted to come over, hang out. I had no warning. No time to clean, no time to plan what I was going to do with my laundry, etc. I’m not sure when I became this way, but once I have something planned in my head I get either stressed/pissed off when something changes it. So I had my little mental hissy fit of being thrown into something that I hadn’t planned, then I got over myself! (Don’t worry Sarah, I’m SO glad you came down!!) It was great to hang out with all the girls like old times. Actually it was better than old times because there was signifcantly less bitchiness/bitching and more carefree fun! ( *gasp* are we growing up?!) Sure my apartment still holds the wrath of a bunch of young women (I’m finding remnants of our midnight nachos everywhere!) but it was fun!
A month or two ago I would have been VERY stressed that people where coming over and I had less than a days notice. (Don’t ask me why things like that stress me out, I have no idea). I would have been bitchy all day until they got there, then I would have fun. But not this time. I think taking control of my diet, and taking control of my mind when it comes to food is helping me take mental control in other areas of my life. I still feel so happy to know that out of all the things I can’t control, I can control my diet. Strange no?
Anywhoo, I have to actually get ready for work! As hope said in her blog, I get to work!
Flipside
I am enjoying work lately. *gasp* My manager is acting almost normal. By that I mean, she’s only mostly annoying, not totally annoying.
There is a girl at work that I love to work with. Her and I have the same views on said manager. She is also a very humble person. She has worked extremely hard to get where she is at. She lives in a teeny tiny house with her mom, sister and boyfriend. The house is probably the size of my apartment, if not smaller. They share one really old truck. It really belongs in a garbage heap. I like her because when she has an extra $10 to buy herself something at work she is overjoyed. For her, being happy is being with loved ones and providing for yourself. Being happy is being able to make rent twice in a row and still have food. She doesn’t confide in me all her money issues, but we sometimes talk about life and lifes issues. I hope that we become good friends.
My dad called a few days ago. He told me that him and mom are starting to go through the divorce process. He also told me that they’re not getting along right now. He started telling me why, but I inturrupted and told him that I didn’t need to know. I’m not sure why he thinks it’s appropriate for him to tell me why he’s upset with my mom. That is their issue not mine. Maybe he wants to tell me so I can relay it to mom, so I can be a messenger. Or worse yet, maybe he wants approval, maybe he wants me to “pick him”.
A few days later I called my mom and the divorce issue came up. She also started saying that she had an issue with my dad and that if she told me it would upset me and change my opinion of him. I told her the same thing. I don’t need to know. He is my dad. He has always been my dad. To me he is loving and kind and been there for me all of his life. She got the picture and said that she needs to be reminded once in a while that she shouldn’t speak to us about their business. Their my parents, nothing in the world would change that, so why bring up things that will only upset me? I don’t know what in the world their thinking. I also told her that my main concern was that my brother and sister don’t EVER hear any details about what goes on. I care for them more than anything in the world, and if they hear something that upsets them then they’ll have to answer to me, and boy it wont be pretty. My brother and sister.. not only do they not want to hear the details, they probably wish this wasn’t going on, just like me. I wish they didn’t have to live with my parents, then they wouldnt hear as much. I’m priviledged that I live away. It’s also easier to tell someone that they’re making you uncomfortable when you’re on the phone than in real life.
I have a baby shower coming up that I have to plan for. I volunteered to buy and mail out the invites as well as help buy decorations and food. I then looked at our bank account and realized that after I got paid on Friday I now have $11. I hope invites are cheap.
On another note, I’m very excited for the baby shower. This feels like another step forward in my life. Justina (the soon-t0-be mom) and I were bestfriends for many many years. Since junior high school actually. I was telling Dan that I know more about her and her family than I know about him. Actually I think I know more about her family than I do my own. Now that I’m helping plan a baby shower for her… well it’s making me look back over the years. I feel blessed to be able to do this for her. Mind you, I’m also glad that we’re not the best of friends. I’m glad that we could be “just friends” not “best friends”. Anyway, we shared a lot together, so this is just another stage in our lives.
Babies babies babies. The past few days every single woman who came in the store was pushing a baby carriage. There is something in the water here. With seeing all of these babies it’s making me think… WHO would EVER want one??!! Sure, they look cute. But that’s it. They scream and cry, and who knows why?! You’re up every two hours in the night, and all they do is pee and puke on you. Then when they’re older they argue with you and defy you. It’s only about 20+ years down the road does it turn around and they become civilized! (Except for me of course, I was always a good kid). Ok ok ok, I KNOW.. there has to be some benefits somewhere. Like..when they’re not crying/peeing/puking you could dress them up in cute clothes, or take them visiting and get free things from relatives. Hmm… I’m sure mothers are also a free babysitting service. (haha). Well I suppose it’ll take me awhile to figure out the whole baby thing. It’s been hitting me on all sides lately. (My DAD called me up to ask me if I was pregant whenI had the Flu. The next time my stomach is upset, there is no way in hell am I telling anyone!) With a friend becoming pregnant, women everywhere coming in my store preggers, and with everyone bugging me about making them aunts and uncles. Don’t worry guys, I still have to figure out why anyone would want a poopy booger eater. That’s going to take me at least a few years.
Aparently I have a family reunion this summer. My dad told me I have to go. I think I’m supposed to unofficially introduce my new hubby to the family. I guess it’s just something we do in our family. I think I missed the memo somewhere. Anywyays, my whole family has met Dan already so I’m not sure what the big deal is.
Salmon. I forgot. My uncle makes the most amazing Salmon something-or-other at the family reunions. I’m so going now.
Well, I’m bored out of my tree now. Cya’ll on the flipside. (Of what I’m not sure, but I’ll know once I get there)
