I have the best jobs ever.
I work part time at a salon and spa as a receptionist.
I get to greet people when they come in, answer phones, schedule appointments and clean.
And. I. Love. It.
I work with GREAT women.
Everyone there is a friend.
The owner and manager have been amazing.
They were truly SAINTS when I needed them most during a hard time.
I don't think they know/understand how much that stuck in my mind.
The ladies are funny, outgoing, honest and most of all... help me with my hair. :)
I do not have stress, but I have responsibility, it's PERFECT.
My second part time job, I just started at a doggie day care, lodging and training center.
It. Is. Awesome.
I get to greet people and their dogs, make them feel welcome and comfortable leaving their dogs with us.
I try to always have a sunny disposition... how can I not?
I get to see all kinds of dogs - all day long!
I'm just getting to know the people there, but we've had a few laughs and I think they know I'm silly, but responsible.... I hope they know that.
We were speaking with random accents today for no reason.... :)
Today we had a 3 month old Shih Tzu sit on our work desk all day and we got to pet her, and cuddle her and it was PERFECT.
I love my two jobs.
I love the area of customer service I have found myself in.
Greet, smile, happy, loving, caring and honest... it's working well for me.
LOVE IT.
Wednesday, June 24, 2015
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
I Understand Now
When Jerry and I first got together, I still went out with all of my friends whenever asked.
I have lots of groups of friends, so I'd go on multiple dinners or drink gatherings a month.
As time has gone by, I have done this less and less.
My Monthly Brunchly group is probably the only group I actually see on a monthly basis.
I think that is because we get together on Sunday late morning, and Jerry and Mary go to church then, so it's easy to 'get away'.
I used to get annoyed with friends that couldn't make the time for drinks, gatherings or dinners.
Kids or husbands got in the way.
I used to think... big freaking deal, have someone else watch your kid.
Have your husband 'babysit' his own kids.
I understand now.
Jerry and I have Mary 50% of the time.
On nights we have her, I rather not make plans that don't involve her, since I only get to see her half the time.
On other nights, when it's just Jerry and me, I want to have that one on one time with him.
So scheduling can be tricky with friends.
Mary plays sports, I work odd hours, Jerry has work and travel for work, so finding the time to be together is actually harder than one would think.
I used to get so annoyed when people would say things that they can't meet up because they haven't seen their boyfriend all week, they haven't been home much and want to hang out with their husband or kids.
Whatever.
Losers.
I understand now.
I miss my husband when he is gone, when we don't get our time together.
I miss my step-daughter when I don't get to see her.
I miss my friends, that I haven't seen in months.
But the thing with friends is... I know they are there.
If we can get something scheduled and have everyone show up, it's a miracle.
We try.
I try.
Life happens.
Family happens.
As much as I want to catch up with my friends, make sure everyone is still doing well - or hear their problems if they are not - sometimes it's just hard.
So to my friends that I don't see often enough.
I hope you understand.
I finally do.
Jerry coaching Mary in softball
I have lots of groups of friends, so I'd go on multiple dinners or drink gatherings a month.
As time has gone by, I have done this less and less.
My Monthly Brunchly group is probably the only group I actually see on a monthly basis.
I think that is because we get together on Sunday late morning, and Jerry and Mary go to church then, so it's easy to 'get away'.
I used to get annoyed with friends that couldn't make the time for drinks, gatherings or dinners.
Kids or husbands got in the way.
I used to think... big freaking deal, have someone else watch your kid.
Have your husband 'babysit' his own kids.
I understand now.
Jerry and I have Mary 50% of the time.
On nights we have her, I rather not make plans that don't involve her, since I only get to see her half the time.
On other nights, when it's just Jerry and me, I want to have that one on one time with him.
So scheduling can be tricky with friends.
Mary plays sports, I work odd hours, Jerry has work and travel for work, so finding the time to be together is actually harder than one would think.
I used to get so annoyed when people would say things that they can't meet up because they haven't seen their boyfriend all week, they haven't been home much and want to hang out with their husband or kids.
Whatever.
Losers.
I understand now.
I miss my husband when he is gone, when we don't get our time together.
I miss my step-daughter when I don't get to see her.
I miss my friends, that I haven't seen in months.
But the thing with friends is... I know they are there.
If we can get something scheduled and have everyone show up, it's a miracle.
We try.
I try.
Life happens.
Family happens.
As much as I want to catch up with my friends, make sure everyone is still doing well - or hear their problems if they are not - sometimes it's just hard.
So to my friends that I don't see often enough.
I hope you understand.
I finally do.
Jerry coaching Mary in softball
Monday, June 22, 2015
30 Is Almost Old
Recently while working at the salon, two women started talking about their adult kids.
Who was married, who was about to get married, grandchildren, etc.
One of the ladies mentioned that her daughter was getting married in about a month and she expects a grandchild 9 months later.
I chimed in and said "Exactly 9 months!" in a joking way.
She laughed and then said seriously:
"Well they are getting older, they are almost 30."
I'm sorry... what?
Since when was ALMOST 30 old?
I'm 34.
I don't have biological kids.
Saying things like this bothers me for a couple reasons.
1. No one needs pressure from the outside of their relationship to have babies. What if this OLD couple wants to be married a few years first or maybe they don't want kids at all... then they have people constantly telling them, asking them, ordering them to have a baby now.
2. What if this daughter who is SO old, isn't able to get pregnant right away? What if she struggles with fertility (I know many people that have). Then she will have everyone asking her. "When are you having babies?" putting even more stress on an already stressful situation for the woman.
I have friends and family that had kids at all ends of the age spectrum, 18 to 40.
Some were planned, some were not.
All I know is saying almost 30 is getting old when wanting to have children, makes us OLDER ladies that wait to get married and wait to have children a little angry.
Just watch what you say people...
I'm not saying you have to walk on egg shells all the time, but you NEVER know the struggles people around you are having.
Who was married, who was about to get married, grandchildren, etc.
One of the ladies mentioned that her daughter was getting married in about a month and she expects a grandchild 9 months later.
I chimed in and said "Exactly 9 months!" in a joking way.
She laughed and then said seriously:
"Well they are getting older, they are almost 30."
I'm sorry... what?
Since when was ALMOST 30 old?
I'm 34.
I don't have biological kids.
Saying things like this bothers me for a couple reasons.
1. No one needs pressure from the outside of their relationship to have babies. What if this OLD couple wants to be married a few years first or maybe they don't want kids at all... then they have people constantly telling them, asking them, ordering them to have a baby now.
2. What if this daughter who is SO old, isn't able to get pregnant right away? What if she struggles with fertility (I know many people that have). Then she will have everyone asking her. "When are you having babies?" putting even more stress on an already stressful situation for the woman.
I have friends and family that had kids at all ends of the age spectrum, 18 to 40.
Some were planned, some were not.
All I know is saying almost 30 is getting old when wanting to have children, makes us OLDER ladies that wait to get married and wait to have children a little angry.
Just watch what you say people...
I'm not saying you have to walk on egg shells all the time, but you NEVER know the struggles people around you are having.
Tuesday, June 16, 2015
3 Years
I've always liked receiving cards.
Cards for birthdays.
Cards for holidays.
Cards for no reason.
My husband knows this about me.
His life is busy... he works as a manager at a major insurance company.
He stays in touch with his large family.
He raises his 7 year old daughter.
He keeps me balanced.
Keeps me whole.
And he still remembers I love cards.
He left early this morning to go on a work trip in sunny, hot, Arizona.
Last night as we lay in bed, he got a card out of his night stand.
It has a cute owl on it, a little bit of glitter and his special handwritten message about today.
Today is the 3 year anniversary of when we became an official couple.
We both commented that it had ONLY been 3 years!
It seems like a lot longer.
Not in a bad way.... in a.... 'I don't recall a time when he wasn't there' way.
Anyone that knows my husband knows that he is strong, determined, intelligent, loyal, honest and proud.
He is passionate about his life, takes his 'job' as a husband and father seriously, but with that spark of fun that one needs.
He is silly, LOVES to be the center of attention, and knows the lyrics to 96% of all songs (not country).
He is beautiful.... beautiful!
Color of mocha, dark brown eyes, big strong arms and a smile I love to see.
He is my best friend, my soul mate, my secret keeper.
He's the only man that knows ME and still loves ME.
Only 3 years.... the 3 best years of my life.
Cards for birthdays.
Cards for holidays.
Cards for no reason.
My husband knows this about me.
His life is busy... he works as a manager at a major insurance company.
He stays in touch with his large family.
He raises his 7 year old daughter.
He keeps me balanced.
Keeps me whole.
And he still remembers I love cards.
He left early this morning to go on a work trip in sunny, hot, Arizona.
Last night as we lay in bed, he got a card out of his night stand.
It has a cute owl on it, a little bit of glitter and his special handwritten message about today.
Today is the 3 year anniversary of when we became an official couple.
We both commented that it had ONLY been 3 years!
It seems like a lot longer.
Not in a bad way.... in a.... 'I don't recall a time when he wasn't there' way.
Anyone that knows my husband knows that he is strong, determined, intelligent, loyal, honest and proud.
He is passionate about his life, takes his 'job' as a husband and father seriously, but with that spark of fun that one needs.
He is silly, LOVES to be the center of attention, and knows the lyrics to 96% of all songs (not country).
He is beautiful.... beautiful!
Color of mocha, dark brown eyes, big strong arms and a smile I love to see.
He is my best friend, my soul mate, my secret keeper.
He's the only man that knows ME and still loves ME.
Only 3 years.... the 3 best years of my life.
Monday, June 15, 2015
Jobs
I'm currently working two jobs.
In November I quit my corporate job because I was miserable.
I got in a position that wasn't a great fit for me, and because you have to stay in positions 6 months to a year before you can transfer out, I was stuck.
I never minded my corporate jobs.
In fact, I always liked my positions, until the last one.
I couldn't get out of bed to go to work.
My husband literally had to pull me out of bed a couple of times.
So after going over finances, thinking and (him) praying on it.
He told me to quit.
So I did.
I started working part time at my friends salon and spa as a receptionist.
I LOVE IT.
I work with amazing women who are passionate about their careers and fun to be around.
However, I wasn't able to get enough day time hours there, and I can't work all weekday nights, because I want to see my little family.
So I put a call out and got another part time job at a local doggie day care as the receptionist there!
I'm super excited to start that position tomorrow.
Some people think I'm crazy that I rather work 2 part time jobs.
But I rather work 2 part time jobs doing things I like and interacting with people and pets then work one full time job that I hate.
I'm just lucky my husband let me take this leap, as not everyone can afford it.
Not everyone has that supportive of a husband.
Believe me, I know how lucky I am.
In November I quit my corporate job because I was miserable.
I got in a position that wasn't a great fit for me, and because you have to stay in positions 6 months to a year before you can transfer out, I was stuck.
I never minded my corporate jobs.
In fact, I always liked my positions, until the last one.
I couldn't get out of bed to go to work.
My husband literally had to pull me out of bed a couple of times.
So after going over finances, thinking and (him) praying on it.
He told me to quit.
So I did.
I started working part time at my friends salon and spa as a receptionist.
I LOVE IT.
I work with amazing women who are passionate about their careers and fun to be around.
However, I wasn't able to get enough day time hours there, and I can't work all weekday nights, because I want to see my little family.
So I put a call out and got another part time job at a local doggie day care as the receptionist there!
I'm super excited to start that position tomorrow.
Some people think I'm crazy that I rather work 2 part time jobs.
But I rather work 2 part time jobs doing things I like and interacting with people and pets then work one full time job that I hate.
I'm just lucky my husband let me take this leap, as not everyone can afford it.
Not everyone has that supportive of a husband.
Believe me, I know how lucky I am.
Name
I decided to start a new blog, as my old blog was full of a life I don't really recall.
The name of the blog came from a great book The Shack.
“Sometimes honesty can be incredibly messy”
― Wm. Paul Young, The Shack
Recently I have caught myself thinking of things I want to write about, but not doing it.
I figured I'd start this blog and start documenting my thoughts and feelings, etc.
We will see how it goes... as sometimes honesty can be incredibly messy.
The name of the blog came from a great book The Shack.
“Sometimes honesty can be incredibly messy”
― Wm. Paul Young, The Shack
Recently I have caught myself thinking of things I want to write about, but not doing it.
I figured I'd start this blog and start documenting my thoughts and feelings, etc.
We will see how it goes... as sometimes honesty can be incredibly messy.
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