We are formulating a plan...

Saturday, April 26, 2008

...to get the eff out of California. Which is a very scary thought, since we've both lived here all our lives, and our parents are all here. But seriously, we are tired of treading water. We can go somewhere with about the same median income, make the same amount or just a little less than we are making now, and the cost of living is less than half of what it is here.

I will be very sad to leave my home state, and go to a place where we are no longer within driving distance of our parents. The kids will not be able to have monthly visits to Camp Gramma's, and that is heartbreaking to me. On the other hand, I am excited about a new adventure for our family, one that will allow us the opportunity to actually get ahead financially. It was very hard when we moved only an hour away from the area where we both grew up. I can't imagine what it will be like to move completely out of the state. But when we moved out here 4 years ago, difficult as it was, we agreed that we had to do what we felt was best for our little family. Now the time has come to take another giant leap in the best interest of our family.

I have officially submitted my first application and resume to a hospital. So, my fingers are crossed that I can find a position that pays enough to make moving worthwhile, and they will find me to be good enough to consider even though I'm not yet registered or licensed in whatever state we end up in.

Let's explore this phenomenon, shall we?

Saturday, April 12, 2008

I am really trying to understand why, everywhere I go, there are people walking around in their pajamas and slippers, usually fuzzy. In public. When I go to the grocery store, I inevitably see at least 3 people in their pajamas and/or slippers (sometimes they wear flip flops with their pj bottoms). I went to the pharmacy today... the guy in front of me had pj bottoms. I went to my mechanic on Thursday... some dude walked in wearing his slippers. The last two times I took my kids to the park, there was a dad (two different parks, two different dads) pushing his kid in the swing. They each were dressed casually in a tshirt and shorts... and slippers. At the park. What the hell is wrong with people? I've accidentally walked out the door only to realize I still had my slippers on. But this is no accident. No way.

Did Britney or some other drunk/drugged/effed up celebrity popularize this slob trend? Maybe I just missed the latest trend from the runway. It wouldn't be the first time. I never saw the appeal of having one's thong hanging out of the back of one's jeans, and I can't figure out why some yahoo decided bubble skirts were a fashion worth reviving. But this one, this sloppy, lazy trend of people wearing their schlub clothes out in public... I truly don't get this one. And unlike the thongs and the bubble skirts, this trend knows no gender, no age. I see 18 year old girls and 60 year old men and everyone in between who look like they rolled out of bed and drove straight to the store.

Do these people have no pride? Have they completely given up on presenting themselves to the world as someone who gives even the tiniest crap about their appearance? Is this how these people say "I don't give a fuck about anybody or what they think of me?" Or is this some lame way to assert independence, like "I do what I want and nobody can stop me. Not even common sense and common decency"? Hell, the only time I leave the house wearing my slippers, or even my Crocs, is to walk to the mail box.

The scarier explanation is the simple dumbing down of the species. As the movie "Idiocracy" demonstrates, our world is on a fast downhill slide intellectually. Pretty soon we will be like cavemen again, only this time we have colorful clothes, fake hooters, and expensive high tech crap. If you haven't seen this movie, I highly recommend you watch it. It will help you prepare for our seemingly inevitable future. Plus it's pretty damn funny, at least when you aren't watching and thinking "Holy shit, this is starting to happen!" But who knows how many people will actually be thrilled to have the masturbation network and for the #1 tv show to be "Ow, my balls!" Pretty soon us smart people are going to be the minority and we'll be at the mercy of the fucktards.

Now how scary is that???

Does it get any better than this?

Thursday, April 10, 2008

I don't want to actually say "I have the flu" because I haven't been to the doctor, but I have the symptoms, though they are milder than typical, probably because I got my flu shot in November. But I am soooooo exhausted and I have a fever. And it sucks.

So I was looking forward to driving home, heading to the grocery store for a few things, and picking up the boys and just going home. But noooooo. My freakin' car had to break on the way home. I was in the fast lane on 99 and suddenly I started losing power. Now it doesn't want to accelerate and it's sluggish. So I took it to our mechanic (the same one I still owe money to from last time my car died) and they think it's the catalytic converter (ka-ching) but they won't be able to look at it until tomorrow. It's too expensive to rent a car, especially if I'm going to have to give that money to the mechanic.

And I have only worked one day this week (today) because I took Monday and Tuesday off and called in sick on Wednesday. I should just call in dead. Sigh. So I'm dropping off the kids at school and Brian at work and then going in to work for a half day. Joy. Brian's work is about 15-20 miles SOUTH of where we live, and I work 45 miles NORTH of where we live. Yeah, tomorrow's going to suck too. I should have just taken the whole day off tomorrow, but I'm trying to be a team player and whatnot, blah blah blah blah blah. You know, even though I got passed up for the great position in another department. Again.

I so need to get a job closer to home. This bites.

It's me time!

Sunday, April 6, 2008

The boys are finally in bed. Is it wrong that I'm very happy about that? We had fun today, but man have they been arguing with me a lot. Aren't they too young for that? Seriously, we're nowhere near the teenage years, yet.... sigh. Just 48 more hours to survive until Brian is home. How in the world do single moms and military wives do it? I am totally in awe of and bow down to you all!