Life has taken another very swift turn, which I would have updated last week except my blog did not want me posting anything, apparently. So let's catch you up: I came home on a Thursday night after a very long day of work to find Kenny excitedly standing at the front door. I asked him what was up and he said, "I got a call for a job interview today." This was good news, as he had been looking for work, so I asked when the interview was. "It was today." Based on his non-stop smile and inability to stand still, I assumed it went well, so I asked about pay and start date. It doesn't seem appropriate to list his pay here, but it is better than mine. "I start tomorrow." He then told me how we would be working the exact same hours, including Saturdays. Immediately panicked, I asked who will put the kids on the bus, retrieve them from the bus and get them to basketball games and wrestling meets on Saturdays. This is when Kenny got really excited and said, "Quit your job!" When the kids heard this, they both did a victory dance. (I think they miss me). After a very long family discussion, we decided that it only makes sense that I quit my job and find something with different hours. I liked working for the post office. I did. But I would be lying if I said I was looking forward to working in the winter snow, sleet and downright cold. And last Tuesday, when the hail was pouring down, I honestly called Kenny at work and when he couldn't talk, I deemed it an emergency. I told him, "You need to know that I am thankful to not be working right now." I was serious as serious could be.
So for the past week, I have been cleaning insanely to make up for the six months that Kenny "cleaned". Organization is once again becoming the method of our household and the calendar now has reminders on it, thus getting the children to all of their never-ending and very important scheduled events on time. The fridge is stalked and the plants are returning to the land of the living, rather than the brink of death that Kenny has had them skating across since May. All animals now have been updated on shots, with one going in this very Thursday to be spayed. The car is in the shop and the Jeep is going next. As you can see, I have much to keep me busy.
On the night of the day that we decided I would be quitting my job, we laid in bed and I talked about all of the things I would miss and the equal amount of things I wouldn't miss about my job. I couldn't write it before because I could lose my job, but seriously, if you get bit by a dog while working for the post office, they will fire you because it is "preventable". So I "didn't" get bit by two dogs. This is something that I am looking very forward to: not getting bit. But something I will miss is the exercise. So I lay there and tell Kenny, "I'm so glad I don't have to deal with dogs anymore. But I hope I don't get fat." Kenny, being the loving husband he is, simply patted my knee and said, "Oh, honey. I hope you don't get fat, too." This prompted the carrying-in of the treadmill the very next day. Yes, the same treadmill that I hauled out to the garage just one month ago because, "I don't need THIS anymore!" So we hauled it in and I plugged it into the nearest outlet to ensure that it worked and...nothing. I pressed every button on the thing and...still nothing. So Kenny let out a good grunt and got out his tools. This is when Adam (his brother) showed up and together, they decided they could fix my treadmill. After a few choice curse words, with Adam sitting on the belt of the treadmill (the one you walk on, not the one that runs it), Kenny decided to press the power button to see if it was working yet. Of course, he did this with no warning, so when the belt began twirling at full speed, Adam went flying off of it at full speed. Highlight of our night! So now I am back to daily running. I didn't even realize how much I had missed it!
So that's that. I'm currently kind of looking for a job. I say 'kind of' because there is still so much to do around here that I am just not in a huge hurry. I've missed being with the kids all of the time. I've missed their sporting events. I've even missed helping them with their homework. So for today, I shall clean and cook and Mae has an exciting family tree to work on. But soon, I will be finding a new job.
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