Believe it or not

I have been actually trying to update this and can't come up with anything to say. Lots of mildy irritating situations have come up often lately, but to type them all bores me....

This to shall pass:

After Jesse gets a Saturday school at our request, Harlee starts to sleep again, B's 5 staph infection heal, Mike is done with his side job, Janee decides that she actually can put the brain in her head to use (Or just decides it is not cute to play "dumb" anymore - Hmmmwhere does she get that from??? Can't imagine..), and I finish this school.

The computer tells me that if I put in 56.8 hours per week, I can finish by the date I am supposed to finish. That is funny. 56.8 hours? I WISH I had that kid of time laying around just for 1 week....let alone 6....which by the way, I might actually be able to come up with some extra time in the mornings like I used to between 4 - 6 am but H thinks it is morning time at 4:30 am..........

But on a lighter note, Jesse's second football game is today against Mater Dei. And what is even better is Janee is taking a friend so that frees up 2 hours of my day from her endless questions that don't need to be asked. For example, asked to me while wearing a gray sweater "Oh, your wearing a gray sweater?"

Well, being it is 6:23, it is time for my 4th cup of coffee and off to work on school for 2 minutes until my kid crawls in here and hangs all over my desk chair and then gets pissed when I accidentally roll over her toe!

33

My new age.

Happy birthday to me or so I thought were the words my dad was going to tell me when he called me at 7am. However, instead what came out was "Tom just got rushed to the hospital in cardiac arrest. His daughter found him this morning. He wasn't breathing. We don't know how he is, but it doesn't sound good"

Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to me. Happy birthday to Christy, Happy birthday to me.

Tom: My "boss" of 6 years. Sort of in a round about way, got Mike and I together...or at least answered all of the inquiries Mike made to him about me correctly.

Never showed up to company functions or friendly functions. But showed up to my wedding. And it was mentioned to me more than once "I can't believe Toms is coming to your wedding!" " I can't believe Tom is here"

He sat in the back and was the first person I saw while nervously about to make the turn down the aisle. He gave me a big smile and knowing he was uncomfortable being at my wedding because he hates that sort of thing and yet was there, smiling at me, somehow made me more comfortable at my wedding which I think I would have been more comfortable at, had I been in Vegas getting married by Elvis. 

And I will always be grateful to him for that smile...And all of the other ones he caused me to have at work every day for 6 years.

When it came time that I had to pass my job on to someone else, I trained my replacement....his future daughter in law.

So, the way I spent the last 11 years of my life, and true to construction form, I am going to get my groggy ass up at 4:15 am, handle some crap around here, get ready to go, and fight ridiculous traffic with my coffee, in a ridiculous 2 1/2 hour commute, making sure to curse in my head to at least one other driver...to say goodbye...and then upon arriving home, crack open a Coors Light, and say Cheers!