Then I get asked if I'll step out of one position and into another because I can't drive. Wow, that boosts the week to all time lows. The other position is alright, but it's about a week of putting a few binders and a box of supplies together and that's it. I feel I could be more useful, but I guess not. And then I get up to go start the ribs and find they're already baking, so I can't even do that. Talk about a sucky week!
Then there's the fact that I can't call Ben to attempt to calm down--he's driving to BFE and back with Matt...doing the ENTIRE out of town run. And won't be home til late to boot!
Remember that last post about following your dreams? I've been trying, but life keeps getting in my way!
And since last I wrote, we've moved in with some friends and have begun the paperwork to get my parents' house, had to give up Brinks--we hope she was adopted, but fear she wasn't. She was so sick and there was nothing we could do. Then this. What gives, God? It's not more than I can handle and the moving--house and position--are mixed blessings, but still. I feel stuck in a rut...again.
But Ben, bless his heart, has been hearing nothing but good news from work! He is in the lineup to go to Salesman's training for Mobil (out of state) and then eventually will move up to be a salesman. How cool is that? And he's put up with my moments of insanity better than even I have.
And we're starting a business! Can't give much detail-wise now, but it shall be epic! (or a Pain In the neCk....)
And my head is starting to throb again, so I must sign off for now.