Sometimes the truth hurts... Sometimes how I feel inside is not acceptable to those who love me... Sometimes my thoughts are not p.c. they aren't wrapped up in pretty little bows and they don't fit in a box... Sometimes...Sometimes... Sometimes my still unshed tears are cried through quiet broken words but just because those who love me can't bear to hear them... doesn't mean they don't still need to be said Come and hear me speak ...quiet broken words
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Welcome To The Middle of Nowhere...Escape Hatch Activated
I am one step closer to platinum blonde and now looking for a job. I've been a stay at home mom for the last two and a half years and I'm about to lose my mind. Lately I've been restless and ill content...probably has to do with the fact that I live in B. Freakin'. E. and our only neighbor in a two mile radius is our nosy, gossipy 60 something year old landlord who lives in the house rightnexttous...Y-a-y m-e :*( I grew up in central Florida in town close to stores and bars and PEOPLE and now...I don't complain about it to my husband because of the reasons we moved here: my drug addict ex husband. I have custody he has none and yet he was constantly harrassing us and making my two oldest kids life hell. So we moved out of state back to where my husband is from. Except not into the city...oh no...into the country...where theres nothing...and nobody. Not to mention that the people here that I have met are really judgemental and my tattooed, rehabilitated, (formerly black/purple/red headed) self does not fit the mold of "friend" I still haven't been able to make any substantial connections in the nine months we've been here (probably mostly because we don't go ANYWHERE. So I'm hoping that getting out of the house and back into the workforce will help with my "maladjustment" I was hoping to find a bartending job but those are not in great supply down here so I'll take what I can get right now and keep a look out for an opening in my chosen profession. My husband is aware of my current dissatisfaction so we've made a deal that if I can find a job making as much as or more than he makes right now, he will stay home with the kids and let me go back to work...this is a BIG thing for him to agree to this. He's always been a huge proponent of the wife stays home with the kids and the husband works. There's no way we could afford day care for four kids and we only have the one vehicle (which he drives to work) so there would be no way for both of us to work at the same time. He's so awesome to be willing to give this a chance. I've already applied to like 20 different places in the two towns nearest us. So cross your fingers for me cause I need to get some space to breathe and this is my only chance.
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