I have a cold, and when I have a cold I have strange dreams. Okay, I have really strange dreams all the time, but even stranger when I am sick. This tidbit of dream isn't all that weird, its just a small part of a big whole, most of which I can't even remember, but it has stuck with me. There was a something going on, a garage sale maybe....and there was a whole bunch of newly hatched chicks, soft yellow fluffy. Then someone brought a boxful of kittens, cute soft fuzzy. Well, my concern had been immediately the safety of the chicks from these kittens, no one was worried. For the rest of the dream I watched as the chicks wandered from their safe little box and as the kittens got more adventurous. Eventually one of the kittens spotted a chick and signaled to his buddies, "hey, easy tasty prey over here". Then I woke up.
So dream interpreters, what does that mean?
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Penguins?
There is a mug that I have had for years with Naughty Penguins doing all sorts of things to each other. The weird Scandinavian claymation cartoon that Miles seems to love although I can't fully see the humour in it. And then of course the rash of recent movies and shows starting with March of the Penguins, which I have yet to see. One I did see was that Happy Feet movie, it was weird and disturbing. I really didn't like it, I think it is strange on a level that really doesn't need to be understood by anyone. I like penguins, at least I have never had a problem with them....but why penguins? Why not Hippopotamus (hippopotamus's?). They are cute, just not quite as small. I suppose penguin is easier to say and spell.
Monday, January 28, 2008
no such luck
He won't go, I am not surprised. Sad, disappointed, maybe a little pissed off yes. Surprised, not at all.
12 steps....
But first you have to get to the door.
My father is supposed to be checking into rehab for alcoholism today. I haven't heard yet whether he actually did or not. It has been months since he and I have talked. I don't know what to say to him anymore, letting him know that I would like him to be around long enough to see Miles grow can only be done so many times before it loses meaning. Apparently the two places he normally goes to drink have both told him they are happy to have him there but they will not serve him alcohol, you know its bad when the place you give most of your monthly income too has permanently cut you off. Unfortunately there are many other bars in good ol' Kenai that don't have the same scruples and would only be sad when he has succeeded in drinking himself to death and they no longer have that source of income.
I can only hope that he actually does this.
My father is supposed to be checking into rehab for alcoholism today. I haven't heard yet whether he actually did or not. It has been months since he and I have talked. I don't know what to say to him anymore, letting him know that I would like him to be around long enough to see Miles grow can only be done so many times before it loses meaning. Apparently the two places he normally goes to drink have both told him they are happy to have him there but they will not serve him alcohol, you know its bad when the place you give most of your monthly income too has permanently cut you off. Unfortunately there are many other bars in good ol' Kenai that don't have the same scruples and would only be sad when he has succeeded in drinking himself to death and they no longer have that source of income.
I can only hope that he actually does this.
Friday, January 25, 2008
I am employed!
Yay!! I have a job (dependent on background check). Now I feel like crying. I am so weird.
I am going to be working as a teller for a bank, big huge chain, has a good reputation. The pay is lower than I would like, but I think the benefits of the job will outweigh that. Plus there is a lot of room to grow. And as soon as I make lead teller the pay goes up by a couple of dollars, so I will just have to rock their world and make lead teller asap. It will be really good to have health benefits again, I have been feeling really nervous about not having coverage.
Anyways, I am excited and nervous and all that wonderful stuff. Don't know when I start yet, they have to get my background check done and then whenever the new training class starts. I will most likely train in Portland depending on when they can actually start me.
A paycheck, no matter what the size, will be good.
I am going to be working as a teller for a bank, big huge chain, has a good reputation. The pay is lower than I would like, but I think the benefits of the job will outweigh that. Plus there is a lot of room to grow. And as soon as I make lead teller the pay goes up by a couple of dollars, so I will just have to rock their world and make lead teller asap. It will be really good to have health benefits again, I have been feeling really nervous about not having coverage.
Anyways, I am excited and nervous and all that wonderful stuff. Don't know when I start yet, they have to get my background check done and then whenever the new training class starts. I will most likely train in Portland depending on when they can actually start me.
A paycheck, no matter what the size, will be good.
TGIF?
The day of the week has started to lose meaning for me. It doesn't matter to me whether it is Tuesday or Thursday. Today is Friday, to most working people this is the day they look forward to, the end of the week, the beginning of the weekend. To me it just means that I get more time with my husband for the next couple of days.
I had a second interview with the bank yesterday. I think it went well, they seemed to really like me. The hours are not my ideal, but I can't afford to be too picky right now. If they make me an offer I will probably take it, unless the pay is just way too low. We'll see.
I did however put in an application with the city today, working in the HR department as a Benefits Consultant. Its a job I know I would be good at, lets see if I can get an interview.
Today is a day to clean the house and get caught up on random tasks I really need to get done. So I think I will finish the book I am reading first and then get to work.
Oh, and for dinner tonight: Pasta with a cream sauce and shrimp - mushrooms, peas, little onions.....mmmmm, yummy.
I had a second interview with the bank yesterday. I think it went well, they seemed to really like me. The hours are not my ideal, but I can't afford to be too picky right now. If they make me an offer I will probably take it, unless the pay is just way too low. We'll see.
I did however put in an application with the city today, working in the HR department as a Benefits Consultant. Its a job I know I would be good at, lets see if I can get an interview.
Today is a day to clean the house and get caught up on random tasks I really need to get done. So I think I will finish the book I am reading first and then get to work.
Oh, and for dinner tonight: Pasta with a cream sauce and shrimp - mushrooms, peas, little onions.....mmmmm, yummy.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
I am the wrong person today
I am hoping this is not an omen, but today I am apparently the wrong person.
First my doorbell rings and standing there when I open it is a man from the city with a clipboard and official city truck at the curb. He says to me, "I am here for your mechanical inspection". The things that went through my mind: "mechanical inspection, whats that?", "is this a scam?", "Is he a themed stripper sent by some insane friend?" - So I just looked at him and asked, "Mechanical Inspection?". "for a furnace, maybe a fireplace?" - "no", I replied. He looks at his clip board and reads the address outloud. He has the numbers right, but the wrong street. I tell him so, he is off by one block. This isn't this first time this has happened, last time it was the pizza delivery guy, that one was tempting to keep.
Then a little bit later my phone rings. "this is it", I think, "the job". I mute the Price is Right and answer the phone with my most pleasant hello. I hear a very thick accent say, "molly?". "Yes", I say. Then, "Is this the mental hospital?" I must have misheard her first question. "no, this is not the mental hospital" She apologizes and then hangs up.
Hmm.....like I said, I hope its not an omen.....When you question most days who you are and what you are doing with your life being a mistake two times in a row can be rather deflating.
First my doorbell rings and standing there when I open it is a man from the city with a clipboard and official city truck at the curb. He says to me, "I am here for your mechanical inspection". The things that went through my mind: "mechanical inspection, whats that?", "is this a scam?", "Is he a themed stripper sent by some insane friend?" - So I just looked at him and asked, "Mechanical Inspection?". "for a furnace, maybe a fireplace?" - "no", I replied. He looks at his clip board and reads the address outloud. He has the numbers right, but the wrong street. I tell him so, he is off by one block. This isn't this first time this has happened, last time it was the pizza delivery guy, that one was tempting to keep.
Then a little bit later my phone rings. "this is it", I think, "the job". I mute the Price is Right and answer the phone with my most pleasant hello. I hear a very thick accent say, "molly?". "Yes", I say. Then, "Is this the mental hospital?" I must have misheard her first question. "no, this is not the mental hospital" She apologizes and then hangs up.
Hmm.....like I said, I hope its not an omen.....When you question most days who you are and what you are doing with your life being a mistake two times in a row can be rather deflating.
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