Wednesday, November 15, 2006

and you wonder...

You wake up in the morning. Knowing this is life. The day must begin. The day must go on.

There are showers to take and runny noses to wipe. Breakfasts to prepare and cuppies to fill. Drives to make and goodbyes that have to be said. But returns will come again.

You go about the day. Doing the mundane things that make each one run to gether, that make each one definable. But it must be done. Money has to be made,earned,spent.

And you wonder about the life you could have led if you had led it a little differently. Schools that were attended and schools that could have been attended and schools that should have been attended. The goodbyes that could have been reversed the hellos that never even happened. But this is life and we must begin each day anew.

And this is. maybe just as it should be,because it should be.

and the week goes on

So yesterday was my second day of work and things went alot smoother and much more fun the second day. There are a ton of terms to memorize...hcfsa,fsa,hsa,hdhp,dcfsa,tsp...and those are a few. Don't know what they mean? Yeah, I didn't either. However about 3'0clock i started feeling really achy and my head was pounding and I was so sick to my stomach. I felt so bad because by time I got home I was ready to pass out and Chip had made dinner for us. I ate a biscuit and was in bed by 7:30. I tossed and turned and threw up through the night. This morning I took some dayquil and by 11 felt halfway normal. But I found out my nephew has strep throat and a sinus infection. So yay!

Anyway work is going well. I really like the people in my "class"(feels like that more than work) and today we worked in groups again and got online and looked through the enrollment pages and claim forms. I like it, and for 4 more dollars an hour I'm hoping it'll work out.

The hours however are really depressing me when it comes to Aiva, I have to drop her off between 7:15 and 7:30. Then pick up my mom and get to work by 8:30 and yes it takes that long, I'm lucky if I have 5 or 10 minutes to spare. By time I get out and get to Aiva's daycare it's about 6pm and she's asleep in the car before I get home. I get about an hour or two with her before she's crying and wanting to go "night-night". I used to work 50-55 hour work weeks but that was before I had a baby and it's alot harder when I feel like I'm neglecting my baby because I have to work. But I know things will get into a routine and we still get weekends right?

Anyway time to relax a little bit before bed. Sweet dreams dear ones.