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I’m glad you checked it out. If the current job works, great! If it is too much stress - move on.
It does sound like things are settling down there. I’m glad.
Before you enroll in school for anything, be sure it’s something you want to do for a while. There are lots of books about finding the right career. Dave Ramsey always recommends “48 days to the work you love”. (I think that’s the name) Also, the guidance counselor at the local community college may have a program that asks you a bunch of questions and tells you a good fit.
I took one of those career assessment tests in high school. It listed teacher, counselor, waitress, and mom as good options for me. In the summary, basically anything where I was helping people. I have that thing around somewhere, I’ll look at it again sometime.
FIL is here, I’m doing a decent job of avoidance. He’s already on the 3rd go around with most of his stories, and now is making more up. He got here just in time for supper last night, I was literally dishing it up when he walked in the door. I’m having trouble adjusting to the smoke smell in my house now. He smokes outside, but the smell sticks to him and anything he touches. Makes me feel so lucky that I quit that habit. To be chained to a cigarette is a miserable way to live life.
OK, updates. I have not shot the FIL, but there’s still time. I keep finding things to do and just acknowledge that he spoke, and walk away. But now he claims he’s county commissioner and was on TV for driving in snow delivering pizzas. It would be so much easier to talk to him if he’d stop the lies. Luckily, Mouse has taken over the role of debater with him. They’re more evenly matched (she’s 5).
Hubby finally got what he said to me and that it was one of the worst insults I’ve ever gotten. We talked on our way to the mall and I got the apology I needed. I waited to bring it up when we were both in a relatively good mood, clear headed, and there were no major distractions (45 minutes on the highway).
Christmas shopping is done, and I’m happy with what we got and what we spent. The girls seriously don’t need anything, and they didn’t want a whole lot, so I know they won’t be left Christmas morning wishing for more. If they do, they need to visit some kids who don’t get the kind of Christmas they do. I buy 3 gifts each for them. It’s a good number, and represents the gifts the 3 wise men brought baby Jesus. Now grandparents, aunts and uncles, and Santa gives them some too, so they have plenty to open. And I wrapped my own presents, so I know what I’m getting. It’s an iPod alarm clock. Now I can wake up to Scott every morning.
We’ve paid off all of our credit cards. Went from $30,000 in credit card debt to $0. I even got a letter from one of my card companies that they canceled my account for inactivity. We had spent so much money every month on paying them off, we’re going to take that and put it into savings. In a couple months, my truck will be paid off too. The weightless feeling this has given me is incredible.
What a crazy emotional roller coaster. I’m nervous to let myself feel completely happy again, that is a horrible fall.
Bree, I’m glad I didn’t read your journal until tonight when I was able to read your last entry. You have been through quite a few dreadful weeks. I hope you get to enjoy the holidays. Don’t forget to think about teaching Skeeter how to do laundry. She’s old enough to start contributing to the household and being able to do things will give her more self-confidence in the long run.
Thank you, Joan. You have a wonderful Christmas too.
It’s Skeeter’s job right now to unload the dishwasher (I load it) and keep her room and bathroom picked up (she does a great job ).. I really need to give her more to do. She made supper for Grandpa the other night while he was watching them and did a great job. I think I will teach her how to do her laundry though. I’ve been trying to get her to put it away, but it usually lands back on her floor and I end up rewashing it a few times before it gets worn. Ugh.
FIL went to see if the golf course is open, he’s been gone for a bit, so I have a break. Hubby gets home early today, and has tomorrow off. Then FIL leaves the next morning. Hubby noticed that it takes a couple of days for me to get my groove on how to best deal with FIL and then I relax a bit. This time its sleeping in until I hear the kids, and avoidance. If I’m stuck, I go half braindead and just do the uh-huh and nod without really listening. If men can do it, why not me?
In the paper today I saw that credit card debt default has hit record numbers. There’s another path I managed to avoid and now be very thankful for. 4 years ago I was fat, smoking and in major and climbing credit card debt. It’s amazing what deciding to take charge of yourself can do.
Bree, how come every time I do my laundry, I don’t gotta separate colors? Is it whites AND light colors that are done seperately? I just do them all together, and I haven’t noticed any coloration.
That is awesome that you have payed down your credit and taken the reins in life as you have. It is truly amazing what a person can do in a small amount of time.
Man, FIL just won’t go home! It’s gotta be going on a week now.
I know, Brandon. I used to wash everything together, then I started separating for some reason and just kept doing it. I only noticed issues when I got something new, but I wash that alone most of the time anyway. Hmmm…
The FIL left yesterday, and I was elated. Hubby had to sit with him all day on Christmas (I took a nap and otherwise played my avoidance game) and got all crabby about me not hanging around them. Ha!! It’s his dad, I did it for a week, he can handle a couple hours alone with the man. Sheesh. But he left and I took my life back. It took most of the day to get the house back to somewhat normal after the Christmas tornado (stole Julie’s term there).
Christmas was good, everyone was happy, it lasted the perfect amount of time, and only one thing needs to be returned. Skeeter got an MP3 player from her father, but it won’t work on a Mac. It’s OK, I sold her my old one for cheap and she’s been using it since and thrilled with it. She could’ve exchanged this one for a shuffle, but wants to be able to see what she’s playing and select what she wants. I still haven’t taken it back, WalMart exchange line is only a good place to be if the FIL was still here. Maybe I’ll brave that hell today. At least I have mace.
Sometimes you need mace for the Wal-Mart situations. Like the other day, I was in Wal-Mart, and I heard the sound of bells. It turned out to be these two wierd people we know, they were sitting at the entrance. These two smell like urine and force these really awkward hugs. A few lambchops short of a mixed grill, to be sure. At that point I knew I had to make an escape plan. Meanwhile, the distinct stench of defecation is fuming from the pharmacy perimeter, and there are huge lines at every checkout. I knew in that moment that I was staring down the barrel of a gun(or their faulty theft detection system), facing my own mortality. It was only by the grace of God that I got out of there that day.
I’m happy for the positive changes in your life. Also happy that FIL is gone. Also happy hubby finally apologized. Also happy that you’re happy. Tough times, but you made it through!
You really have been on a roller coaster lately. Glad to see that things are getting better. Just choose to be happy now that things are settling. It beats the alternatives, and as long as you keep an eye on reality, and deal with situations as they arise, you should have nothing to fear. The new year is coming, and there will always be change, so embrace the changes that will come and remember that you can choose your direction. I wish you all the success and happiness in the world.
Thank you, Paula and Brad. I think I will let myself stay happy. It took me years to allow that feeling, and one bump will not derail all that work. I have to realize that I am not just half of a couple, but also an individual and have my own goals and values. I knew that before, but I feel like I know it deeper now. Does that make any sense?
I keep finding things to do and just acknowledge that he spoke, and walk away. But now he claims he’s county commissioner and was on TV for driving in snow delivering pizzas. It would be so much easier to talk to him if he’d stop the lies. Luckily, Mouse has taken over the role of debater with him. They’re more evenly matched (she’s 5).
).. I really need to give her more to do. She made supper for Grandpa the other night while he was watching them and did a great job. I think I will teach her how to do her laundry though. I’ve been trying to get her to put it away, but it usually lands back on her floor and I end up rewashing it a few times before it gets worn. Ugh.
Hubby noticed that it takes a couple of days for me to get my groove on how to best deal with FIL and then I relax a bit. This time its sleeping in until I hear the kids, and avoidance. If I’m stuck, I go half braindead and just do the uh-huh and nod without really listening. If men can do it, why not me? 
At least I have mace. 
