My coffee tastes like shit today... but I knew it would before I had the first sip.
Since it looks like I may have some free time in the mornings now, I decided to re-vamp my resume for the second time this year and rev up the job search whilst I still have a job. But how do you make this attractive to a potential employer?
40 year old, single mother of 2, former stay-at-home mom whose previous career has changed so much it's unrecognizable. Wishes someone would pay her to edit blogs for typos, grammar, and content. Great at giving advice and solving problems...
Well... everyone's but her own.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
One sucky day at a time...
Yesterday I chatted with a friend who I hadn't talked to in a while. She was surprised to see me on line and unfortunately for her, asked me how I was doing.
I've had better days. I haven't had a lot of good days this year... but I recall a day or two back in 2005 that were kick-ass!
Anyway... so I told her I was having a pity-party kind of day. A day when you totally realize how much your life sucks. She tried to convince me that my life didn't suck. Even said that she LIKED my life! (Now that I think back, she may have been medicated... or coming down with something. yeah.) It was a valiant and sweet effort. She's a good friend.
One of the things in my life that sucks and that I can actually talk about is my job. Jobs in this area (like a lot of places) are slim pickins.
Because I am a single mom of 2 kids and I STILL don't want to put my children in day or after school care, I have two part-time jobs that fit my/our schedule and lets me be their mom. The problem is that neither job offers insurance, and both don't pay a whole helluva lot.
Since I can't count on my soon-to-be-ex for ANY money, I know that I am close to finding myself in some serious financial trouble if I don't do something soon.
My friend suggested that I start a blog.
"And write about what? How much my life sucks?"
"Yep," she said.
So I spent some time last night thinking about what she said. That people like reading all kinds of stuff. Which I know is true, because I read lots of blogs about stuff. Just stuff... no real niche... just life. And maybe I read them because I am looking for something to help me, or maybe... just maybe, their life might suck a little more than mine that day.
So I am reviving this blog as I continue to think about her suggestion. I can't sleep... might as well blog. But I may have come up with an idea as a niche blog that could work for me... I'll let you know, so watch this space. heh
Ugh... my alarm just went off. Another sucky day has officially begun.
I've had better days. I haven't had a lot of good days this year... but I recall a day or two back in 2005 that were kick-ass!
Anyway... so I told her I was having a pity-party kind of day. A day when you totally realize how much your life sucks. She tried to convince me that my life didn't suck. Even said that she LIKED my life! (Now that I think back, she may have been medicated... or coming down with something. yeah.) It was a valiant and sweet effort. She's a good friend.
One of the things in my life that sucks and that I can actually talk about is my job. Jobs in this area (like a lot of places) are slim pickins.
Because I am a single mom of 2 kids and I STILL don't want to put my children in day or after school care, I have two part-time jobs that fit my/our schedule and lets me be their mom. The problem is that neither job offers insurance, and both don't pay a whole helluva lot.
Since I can't count on my soon-to-be-ex for ANY money, I know that I am close to finding myself in some serious financial trouble if I don't do something soon.
My friend suggested that I start a blog.
"And write about what? How much my life sucks?"
"Yep," she said.
So I spent some time last night thinking about what she said. That people like reading all kinds of stuff. Which I know is true, because I read lots of blogs about stuff. Just stuff... no real niche... just life. And maybe I read them because I am looking for something to help me, or maybe... just maybe, their life might suck a little more than mine that day.
So I am reviving this blog as I continue to think about her suggestion. I can't sleep... might as well blog. But I may have come up with an idea as a niche blog that could work for me... I'll let you know, so watch this space. heh
Ugh... my alarm just went off. Another sucky day has officially begun.
Monday, October 15, 2007
Three Things...
| Three things that scare me: | |
| 1: | not being able to provide for my kids |
| 2: | dying alone |
| 3: | clowns |
| Three people who make me laugh: | |
| 1: | my kids |
| 2: | Michelle |
| 3: | Nicci |
| Three Things I love: | |
| 1: | being in love |
| 2: | thunderstorms |
| 3: | coffee |
| Three Things I hate: | |
| 1: | abuse of any kind |
| 2: | dentists |
| 3: | at this moment? my life |
| Three things I don't understand: | |
| 1: | why I can't stop crying |
| 2: | how someone can intentionally hurt a child |
| 3: | fax machines |
| Three things on my desk: | |
| 1: | a drawing by my daughter |
| 2: | unfortunately a non-alcoholic drink |
| 3: | a small sand dollar |
| Three things I'm doing right now: | |
| 1: | um... typing ;o) |
| 2: | wishing I didn't have to work tonight |
| 3: | wishing a lot of things actually |
| Three things I want to do before I die: | |
| 1: | see the northern lights |
| 2: | live in the mountains |
| 3: | feel secure in a relationship |
| Three things I can do: | |
| 1: | make people smile |
| 2: | stay at the Waldorf-Astoria for free |
| 3: | make great waffles |
| Three ways to describe my personality: | |
| 1: | spirited |
| 2: | strong |
| 3: | outgoing |
| Three things I can't do: | |
| 1: | keep my house clean |
| 2: | hulahoop |
| 3: | be on time |
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Friday, October 12, 2007
Procrastination
This is so me it isn't even funny!
Thanks Dave!
Thanks Dave!
Cartoon by Dave Walker. Find more cartoons you can freely re-use on your blog at We Blog Cartoons.
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Clearly, my father has lost his mind.
As 2007 continues to be the year my life totally blows... it only figures that I got a flat tire yesterday. So on Monday (my worst and busiest day of the week) I get to add that chore to my to-do list.
I changed the tire yesterday - but with my string of luck and the fact that my spare is now already in use - I am positive I will get another flat before I can get to the tire place.
So I called my dad to tell him about the incident and here's how that went...
Me: Um, I need to know when the tire place opens on Monday.
Him: Why what happened? Don't touch those tires! They have nitrogen in them... just leave them alone!
Me: Yeah, well I have a flat tire... so...
Him: Oh you are kidding! Nobody gets flat tires anymore. The technology of tires these days...
Me: (cutting him off) Hello? You must have forgotten that this is my year of having shitty things happen to me... so I promise you it is flatter than flat. And with my unique brand of luck, I am sure that the tire is not only ruined, but the rim is damaged too. AND I've just spent the past 15 minutes standing, cursing, crying and jumping on the ratchet thingy in my 100 degree garage to loosen the bolts on that #$%@$#!& tire that they tightened SO DAMN TIGHT after rotating and filling them with @$&%#&%$ NITROGEN!
Him: (laughing hysterically)
Me: You think this is funny?
Him: Do you remember when you were in high school and I made you help me change and rotate the tires in the garage?
Me: Vaguely.
Him: You don't remember that? (more laughing) You were so mad at me for making you change "perfectly good tires." But you needed to know how to change a tire before going off to school. You thought it was ridiculous and threw all my tools down the driveway.
Me: I did not.
Him: Oh yes you did! And I let you... it was character-building! Besides, I knew you'd be picking up every one of those tools as soon as you were done throwing your fit.
Me: I don't believe you.
Him: It's true! And see? You know how to change a tire.
Me: Umhm... I'll see you Monday at the tire place.
(hangs up with him still laughing.)
Character-building my ass.
I changed the tire yesterday - but with my string of luck and the fact that my spare is now already in use - I am positive I will get another flat before I can get to the tire place.
So I called my dad to tell him about the incident and here's how that went...
Me: Um, I need to know when the tire place opens on Monday.
Him: Why what happened? Don't touch those tires! They have nitrogen in them... just leave them alone!
Me: Yeah, well I have a flat tire... so...
Him: Oh you are kidding! Nobody gets flat tires anymore. The technology of tires these days...
Me: (cutting him off) Hello? You must have forgotten that this is my year of having shitty things happen to me... so I promise you it is flatter than flat. And with my unique brand of luck, I am sure that the tire is not only ruined, but the rim is damaged too. AND I've just spent the past 15 minutes standing, cursing, crying and jumping on the ratchet thingy in my 100 degree garage to loosen the bolts on that #$%@$#!& tire that they tightened SO DAMN TIGHT after rotating and filling them with @$&%#&%$ NITROGEN!
Him: (laughing hysterically)
Me: You think this is funny?
Him: Do you remember when you were in high school and I made you help me change and rotate the tires in the garage?
Me: Vaguely.
Him: You don't remember that? (more laughing) You were so mad at me for making you change "perfectly good tires." But you needed to know how to change a tire before going off to school. You thought it was ridiculous and threw all my tools down the driveway.
Me: I did not.
Him: Oh yes you did! And I let you... it was character-building! Besides, I knew you'd be picking up every one of those tools as soon as you were done throwing your fit.
Me: I don't believe you.
Him: It's true! And see? You know how to change a tire.
Me: Umhm... I'll see you Monday at the tire place.
(hangs up with him still laughing.)
Character-building my ass.
Friday, June 8, 2007
Marco Island - Day 7 part 2
Midday brought showers and thunderstorms... not the way we wanted to spend our last full day.
BUT... it did stop long enough to take the kids down for the Ice Cream Social poolside.
(Yes... they made them themselves... everything but the kitchen sink!)
AND... we were once again treated to a lovely sunset.
God knows that I learn by repetition, and the fact that this out-of-a-storm-comes-blessings happened twice this week - wasn't lost on me.
I know everything will work out beautifully for me and my babies... just might have a nasty storm first.
BUT... it did stop long enough to take the kids down for the Ice Cream Social poolside.
(Yes... they made them themselves... everything but the kitchen sink!)
AND... we were once again treated to a lovely sunset.
God knows that I learn by repetition, and the fact that this out-of-a-storm-comes-blessings happened twice this week - wasn't lost on me.
I know everything will work out beautifully for me and my babies... just might have a nasty storm first.
Marco Island - Day 7
Our last full day... *sigh
I took a chance and filmed some video and it worked!
But first... pictures from the balcony.
OMG! Is it? It MUST be! An ICEBERG!!
HA!
The view straight out...
to the left...
to the right...
down by the pool...
It's been a grand morning so far... I can only imagine that the rest of the day will follow suit.
What a wonderful vacation... and the timing couldn't have been better for me. (Thanks Papa and Diana!)
But in a way I am ready to get back home.
I took a chance and filmed some video and it worked!
But first... pictures from the balcony.
OMG! Is it? It MUST be! An ICEBERG!!
HA!
The view straight out...
to the left...
to the right...
down by the pool...
It's been a grand morning so far... I can only imagine that the rest of the day will follow suit.
What a wonderful vacation... and the timing couldn't have been better for me. (Thanks Papa and Diana!)
But in a way I am ready to get back home.
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