Archive for March, 2009


Real Life just keeps getting in the way

Filed under: Kids, Life by Mary Diamond — Leave a comment
03/24/2009

How do you follow your dreams when they keep changing ever time you get close? Perhaps I have a phobia of success or completion.

No… I really don’t think that’s it. You see, several blogworthy events have taken place in my life recently, but I keep holding off on the blog because I can’t get my images on the computer without hours of frustrating struggle. My computer has been infested with viruses, I have way too much stuff on it, and lately I even got the blue screen of death (FATAL SYSTEM ERROR) scare.

So despite not having the dramatic visual image of my van’s rear windows smashed into tiny little pieces and spiderwebbed but still holding shape- I’m blogging. You won’t get the pictures of my 30th birthday party (yesterday was the day!) and all the awesome friends who came out to celebrate with me and spend a bunch of money to get nearly set on fire and have food thrown at us.

I can’t EVEN show you the multitude of videos I’ve taken of the kids running around, dancing, speaking in full sentences (at ONE year old! -.-; ) and playing each others buttcheeks like bongo drums.

Needless to say, the past few weeks have been full of action and beauty and crippling frustration. Just like always.

See you soon.

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Oddly Enjoying My Un Sane Dialog With Myself

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03/11/2009

Yeah. So I haven’t blogged in ages and ages. *insert all the usual cliche reasons why people make these whiny and inadequate attempts to justify ignoring the blogosphere for a while* but I just had to write.

I feel like I’m going to explode. SO much time I’ve been spending at work, and not with the kids… it’s really beginning to eat away at me. My availability as I entered it when they hired me was 3pm to close during the week and open on the weekends. Honestly, I start anywhere from 11am to 1:30pm on most weekdays. The economy is so terrible, though, and the company is being really threatening and creepy about it. People were fired because of  "the economy" and now some are back. People are shuffled from higher positions to lower paying ones and told it’s that or they can resign. I am getting so many hours I’m basically full time. Great money… but I’m not eligible for benefits because I’m technically listed as "part time" and my kids don’t get naps or mom-cooked meals. Does that seem off to anybody else? I see my older son for only the time it takes to get him ready for school in the morning. Maybe an hour a day when I work days. I am starting to hate this… I miss my kids, but we need this money so badly… Would I lose my job if I asked them to please schedule me within my availability maybe three days a week? Should I even have to ask myself that question? What the hell are labor laws for? …is this an arguement for a Wal*Mart laborers union or what? I better stop before I get terminated or something.

This is only the surface of my inner turmoil at the moment. I need to finish college, I need to defer my already due student loans. I need to walk the dog more often, I need to address the issue of our sorely neglected BOA CONSTRICTOR in the basement… I can’t even write when I feel inclined, because my computer is in the basement and that place is dank and cold to me now that I’m so old -and fat.  I’m turning thirty. I have to work on St. Patty’s Day –Okay. Now I’m just bitching.

I think I still have adult ADD!

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