Hey, remember these lil plants from back in April?? Well, this is what they look like now!!:

Yeah. We pretty much rock at gardening…

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I’ve been having a bum time lately. Idk what the deal is. I kinda feel like I did in high school where I’m thinkin “Who the heck am I?” Do y’all ever do that or am I just weird? I feel like I’m such a mix of like 40 different personalities. Thankfully my husband loves every one of them- for the most part. I know he has a hard time understanding my “rebellious” nature, but he tries his best not to look at me like I’m a total dirtbag. lol “Dirtbag” is my word of the day. I was listening to Wheatus’ song “Teenage Dirtbag” and Tristan thought that was the funniest word ever. lol Heard another funny saying I’ll be stealing. When we were chatting, Not So Average Mama said “I think we all have a first crap bag…” referring to sucky exes. lol Crap bags indeed!
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I had a garage sale this week and made $175. YAY! We have a trip planned to Florida this summer which will be our 1st complete family vacation since I was pregnant with Taj. We don’t have the money to go because all our money (and then some;) has been going to an attorney in Canada. But thankfully my parents own a timeshare in Florida, with a built in kitchen, etc… so basically all we have to do is get there and buy groceries and hang on the beach. I am thankful that certain people haven’t completely ruined everything. And now with the $175 we can decide between gas money to Florida or 1/2 an hour of attorney fees. Decisions….

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I’ve still been doing P90X although not 6 days a week. It’s more like 4 days a week. I switched from Classic to Lean because let’s face it- pull ups aren’t gonna make my butt smaller. The lean version concentrates more on weightloss. Sei is doing the classic version. Oh- speaking of pull ups… If I jump I can do one. ONE- which is the same amount I could do in 5th grade. Yesssssssssssssss.

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That’s about it. I would write more but I don’t wanna bore you with my depressiveness. Have a happy day!

So I was talking to my dad yesterday about finishing school and finding some kind of career to do after the kids are in school. I don’t see me staying home once they are in school because: 1) I know I will get fat and never clean the house. 2) By the time Liv is in school I will have been at home for 15+ years. I’m ready to break free.
But, my requirements for a job would be that:
1) I get paid.
2) I am home when the kids come home.

So, I need something somewhat flexible- not like 10 or 12 hour shifts. So, that cuts out my 1st idea: 9-1-1 operator. Sei already said I would suck at that job anyway, but it was my 1st thought. He’s probably right. I would be crying along with the caller who needs help. “Hold on!! They are coming!!! Why are the freakin’ cops taking so long this lady needs help!!!! Oh bless your heart…” The caller would end up comforting me.

While discussing ideas with my dad I told him that if I taught school I wouldn’t want to teach little kids. I’m little kid-ded out. I told him I’d prefer high school. He thought I may change my mind because the little kids would be other people’s kids. I told him I don’t like other people’s kids- I just like mine. Plus, I taught in the primary (kids program) at church for years and years and I felt that my sense of humor was just lost on them. I need people to laugh at my jokes and in primary only the teachers appreciated my great humor. Or maybe it’s not all that great and I just think it is. Hmmm…

Anyway… I came up with another thing I would really like to do at whatever career path I choose. I wanna wear scrubs. They just look really comfortable and I think I would look cute in them. So, now my requirements were:

1) I have to be paid
2) Flexible schedule
3) No teaching little kids
4) I get to wear scrubs

Now, nursing is out because stuff grosses me out. I used to think labor and delivery would be awesome, but really… have you seen some of the people who have babies? I don’t wanna be seein’ all that. Plus the L & D nurse has to do… stuff… that I don’t wanna do. Eew. And I don’t know if I could poke anyone with a needle. I could totally poke myself (I pierced my ears myself) but I’m not poking other people. And I’m pretty sure that’s a requirement, so… no nursing.

My dad had an idea- dental hygienist. Ok, initally I thought “GROSS!!” There was this umpire when I was little that had like 4 teeth and he dipped. He was gross. I don’t wanna be stickin’ my hands in his mouth. But then I thought- he probably never went to the dentist, so I wouldn’t have to worry about it. People with disgusting teeth obviously aren’t having them taken care of at a dentist. Right?

So, last nite as I lie in bed with my daughter since my husband was surfing in Hawaii (still bitter) I looked up info on dental hygienist. This is something I think I could do. I looked at the university in my area and they have a great DH school right on the campus here in town. Perfect!!

1) It pays $ – CHECK
2) Flexible schedule – CHECK
3) No teaching little kids -CHECK
4) Get to wear scrubs – CHECK

But then I start reading the requirements to get accepted into the program and that is when I start doubting myself. I just assume I won’t get in the program and then what do I do??? So… I don’t know. I kinda started thinking I would fall back on my other plan- work at Target. I’m sure the schedules are flexible and I would get an employee discount. But I wouldn’t get to wear scrubs… I guess I have a couple of years to figure it all out.