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Crash. Burn. Rebuild. Rest. Repeat.
Does anyone else feel this way about their lives?
I've hesitated to blog for the past few weeks for several reasons. One is that our week or two after Thanksgiving was actually quite fun and exciting. I was afraid that if I didn't blog about, it didn't happen. But things got crazy.
Another reason is that I don't have answers or explanations for why things have happened the way they have. Nor do I have a shortened, two sentence version. Like when people ask you how you met your husband and you shorten the story to a 15 second blip as the years go by.
Another reason is that my health is not the greatest and I have spent many nights sleeping as soon as the girls go to bed. And waking up when they hunt me down in the morning.
Excuses, excuses, right?
But seriously, I'm trying to blog and my sister-in-law's cat keeps swishing her tail on the computer. This is after she jumped on the table and scattered my puzzle. So instead of working against the kitty, I'd like to think she is here to help me write this post. She is an animal who wants to know everything and when she looks at me, I wonder what she's trying to find out. And since I've reached a point of almost complete insanity, I'm going to write a Q & A with Boo Berries to help answer all your questions.
Boo: Why were finances such an issue in New York?
Me: Jacob only receives financial aid for himself, since the girls are step kids. Which is not enough for a family of four to live on. If I were to work, which I tried, childcare would cost the same as my hourly wage. And I can't leave the girls home alone for very long, and Jacob's schedule is completely unpredictable. And we didn't know anybody. A complete lose/lose/lose situation.
Boo: Haven't you been playing the piano for 30 years?
Me: Did you know that certain Muslim and Hasidic Jewish people don't play instruments and believe that the voice is the most pure instrument? We very literally were the only fat, white Americans for blocks. Absolutely no market for lessons.
Boo: So where are you now?
Me: I'm staying at my parent's house in Vancouver with the girls until the baby is born. Jacob will join us in April after he finishes rotations. Then he'll start either residency or a job (this part is up in the air for now).
Boo: Why can't anything in your life work out the way you plan and backup plan? What's wrong with you?
Me: I'm currently trying to figure that one out.
Boo: How are things with you and Jacob?
Me: He drove across the country with my car, loaded up with kid toys and clothes, and made it just in time for Christmas. Then he left two days later. We had a great couple of days and I'm very sad he's gone. The girls also had a wonderful time with him and the separation is difficult.
Boo: Do you ever feel like you're talking to yourself?
Me: Nope
Boo: Will the girls go to school, or continue homeschooling?
Me: So far the plan is to enroll them in school, which we can't do until the morning of the first day back from break. And with a 6th grader with an anxiety issue, this is gonna be some fun times.
Boo: How is the pregnancy going?
Me: Minus the aches, stomach problems, heartburn, fuzzy head, and insomnia? Great! We find out the gender soon, hopefully in the next few weeks. I'm so positive it's a boy. The last ultrasound showed the most manly, grisly looking baby I've ever seen. Plus I have the most un-fun symptom of all pregnancy symptoms--food aversion! Nothing ever sounds good. Blah. So I end up forcing myself to eat, or I slurp some Lipton soup since that's always a winner.
Boo: Are you excited about the baby?
Me:......it's hard to be mad at the unborn, and it's also hard to be excited about something that has wreaked so much spectacular havoc in our lives. It's a work in progress.
Boo: So what's next?
Me: Find a job, get a life. The usual.
Boo: What are you doing for New Year's Eve:
Me: Nothing. Jacob is gone, the girls are with Brian in Utah this week, and I am trying to figure out how I got myself in this situation.
Does anyone else feel this way about their lives?
I've hesitated to blog for the past few weeks for several reasons. One is that our week or two after Thanksgiving was actually quite fun and exciting. I was afraid that if I didn't blog about, it didn't happen. But things got crazy.
Another reason is that I don't have answers or explanations for why things have happened the way they have. Nor do I have a shortened, two sentence version. Like when people ask you how you met your husband and you shorten the story to a 15 second blip as the years go by.
Another reason is that my health is not the greatest and I have spent many nights sleeping as soon as the girls go to bed. And waking up when they hunt me down in the morning.
Excuses, excuses, right?
But seriously, I'm trying to blog and my sister-in-law's cat keeps swishing her tail on the computer. This is after she jumped on the table and scattered my puzzle. So instead of working against the kitty, I'd like to think she is here to help me write this post. She is an animal who wants to know everything and when she looks at me, I wonder what she's trying to find out. And since I've reached a point of almost complete insanity, I'm going to write a Q & A with Boo Berries to help answer all your questions.
Boo: Why were finances such an issue in New York?
Me: Jacob only receives financial aid for himself, since the girls are step kids. Which is not enough for a family of four to live on. If I were to work, which I tried, childcare would cost the same as my hourly wage. And I can't leave the girls home alone for very long, and Jacob's schedule is completely unpredictable. And we didn't know anybody. A complete lose/lose/lose situation.
Boo: Haven't you been playing the piano for 30 years?
Me: Did you know that certain Muslim and Hasidic Jewish people don't play instruments and believe that the voice is the most pure instrument? We very literally were the only fat, white Americans for blocks. Absolutely no market for lessons.
Boo: So where are you now?
Me: I'm staying at my parent's house in Vancouver with the girls until the baby is born. Jacob will join us in April after he finishes rotations. Then he'll start either residency or a job (this part is up in the air for now).
Boo: Why can't anything in your life work out the way you plan and backup plan? What's wrong with you?
Me: I'm currently trying to figure that one out.
Boo: How are things with you and Jacob?
Me: He drove across the country with my car, loaded up with kid toys and clothes, and made it just in time for Christmas. Then he left two days later. We had a great couple of days and I'm very sad he's gone. The girls also had a wonderful time with him and the separation is difficult.
Boo: Do you ever feel like you're talking to yourself?
Me: Nope
Boo: Will the girls go to school, or continue homeschooling?
Me: So far the plan is to enroll them in school, which we can't do until the morning of the first day back from break. And with a 6th grader with an anxiety issue, this is gonna be some fun times.
Boo: How is the pregnancy going?
Me: Minus the aches, stomach problems, heartburn, fuzzy head, and insomnia? Great! We find out the gender soon, hopefully in the next few weeks. I'm so positive it's a boy. The last ultrasound showed the most manly, grisly looking baby I've ever seen. Plus I have the most un-fun symptom of all pregnancy symptoms--food aversion! Nothing ever sounds good. Blah. So I end up forcing myself to eat, or I slurp some Lipton soup since that's always a winner.
Boo: Are you excited about the baby?
Me:......it's hard to be mad at the unborn, and it's also hard to be excited about something that has wreaked so much spectacular havoc in our lives. It's a work in progress.
Boo: So what's next?
Me: Find a job, get a life. The usual.
Boo: What are you doing for New Year's Eve:
Me: Nothing. Jacob is gone, the girls are with Brian in Utah this week, and I am trying to figure out how I got myself in this situation.
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