Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Fingers Crossed

   Another day in the quiet northwoods.  Not!  Woke up today at around 350am and couldn't fall back to sleep.  I hate that my brain refuses to turn off at times.  So I got up and went through all my scrapbook supplies and organized everything in preparation for an upcoming scrap weekend away. (Cannot find any of my cop stuff, very sad, hope it's in the storage locker).  Down sized a little bit.  It feels good.  I love cleaning and organizing.  Any who, while finishing up, I decided time for a morning shower, NOT.  Once again a problem with the well.  So here we sit waiting for the well drilling service.  They have been here once since we moved in and it was relatively reasonable.  I am really worried this time.  We are renters, but have agreed to maintain the place as long as it's feasable.  If it's something really expensive the owner said he wouldn't be able to afford it and we would have to find somewhere else to live.  Oh my gosh.  Stress is killing me. 
   Also, Bob's youngest was being, oh let's say sassy and we had to go pick him up and bring him up here.  He started the 2nd semester at Northland Pines in Eagle River.  It seems to be a good fit.  So far so good.  Gives Bob a bit of purpose right now.  It makes me sad, as it is an in-your-face constant reminder that my kids are so far away. 
   We still are sitting on pins and needles waiting for the acceptance of Bailey Bruno to the US Army.  She oh so wants this.  The one snafu is her eye.  As some may know, she has a tiny glass tube in the inside corner of her right eye.  This is a type of "gutter" if you will.  She had many surgeries as a youngster for a blocked tear duct. This allows her tears to run back into her nasal system instead of streaking down her face.  Eventually, this jones tube was placed in and seems to be the fix. Well the Army hasn't heard of this and almost rejected her.  Her file has made it to the Attorney General's Office!  Bailey's surgeon is an ophthalmic plastic surgeon.  He has sent a letter to the AG stating that Bailey would be fine even in a combative situation.  So, we are holding our breath still.  This is something Bailey has been looking forward to with such passion, a passion I really haven't seen in her before.
   I am grateful for many things.  I am trying to remain positive.  I know it could be much, much worse.  But a little self pity is going on here.  I miss THE STORE, and being part of it.  I miss my cop job.  I miss the kids and contact with the outside world. 
   So, while I sit here with fingers crossed because we are trying to get back on our feet financially, hoping this well service isn't going to cost alot, I will continue to think about all that I am grateful for. 
  


 

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Doe Eyed

   So here I sit, browsing the computer.  Something I always wanted to do but didn't have time.  Yea, sure I logged into facebook, perused friends recent pics, looked at status updates, quickly clicked onto hotmail to check emails, and then gmail.  However, now I can actually look at scrapbook sites.  Trying to get the creative juices flowing, ideas for marketing and sales.  It's fun!  So many ideas out there.  Very inspiring for the average Joe. 
   Bob is training at his new part time job today.  I sit and wonder how it feels (in between the clicking of the keys of the keyboard).  Bob hasn't "worked for the man" in forever.  Punching in, taking a break when told to do so, following directions, using a computer, smiling, not being moody.  Bob is used to being his own boss.  Running a crew, running the show. This should be an experience.  A HUGE learning experience for him and me.
   It's blowing and snowing with no end in sight.  The doe outside is beautiful.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Waiting...

So, waiting seems to be what I do most.  My life has changed so drastically living up in Eagle River.  My life prior to ER was always, always, always rushed.  Rush to go to work, rush home after an unknown amount of time at work to rush and make dinner and run errands, including but not limited to; kids sports, grocery shopping, doctor appointments, picking up prescriptions, cleaning, dog walking, changing sheets, doing laundry, folding laundry, putting laundry away, more cleaning, hurry up and get to bed to start the next day to do it all over again.  I wasted so much money.  Because I couldn't get enough done in a day, I quickly ran to the local store to get whatever it was we were out of, without even looking at prices, there was no time.  It seemed if Bob and I had plans it also was in a rush.  Hurry up Bob, get home from work and shower so we can get there on time.  (I hate being late).  Nothing was at a nice pace.  Ever.  I am not exaggerating.  Now; so much different.  I actually have time to cut coupons, walk leisurely down all the aisles at the grocery store, AFTER which I have already shopped at the Family Dollar for the items I know I can get cheaper there!  So back to waiting...I wait for the mail, I wait for 2:00 to come so I can feed the dogs, I wait for phone calls from friends and family, wait to hear if anyone will come and visit.  So the above picture is me waiting for fish.  Yea, even waiting for the fish in the lake to hit the bait.  I do know that I need to find some purpose.  Waiting is not what I want my life to turn into.....


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