A little R & R

........is the last thing I have been able to get lately (I've been running around a lot more than I would have liked since I've been home).



Let me just tell you how my last day at my newly ended job was...

No one really cared that I was going. At least that is the impression I got from some of my co-workers.
I've been working with this company for a YEAR and I didn't even get a "good bye lunch".

I DIDN'T EVEN GET A GOOD BYE CARD!

There were workers who have come in after I have and were only there for a few months and THEY got both.

There was another worker who was there for 3 months and then transfered to another facility within the SAME COMPANY and they got both.

EVERYBODY got a lunch or at least a card.

WHAT THE FUCK!?

ASSHOLES.

Honestly, I'm glad I'm not there anymore.

I won't be referring anyone to their company...that's for sure.

FUCKERS!

And if you think I'm overreacting because of a little lunch...forget you.

Talk about making someone feel unspecial.

BITCHES.

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To make me feel better.....


I went out and bought me and Miah a pair of these:

2 more days

Well, folks, it's finally coming to an end.

I only have 2 more days left here in this job.

Then I will be home with my children and my chaotic life will continue. I will be able to post more frequently since I will have access to my own computer (which I miss dearly).

Angel ended up going to El Paso instead of Santa Fe, NM. Angel and his Dad were on their way (driving in 2 separate vehicles) and his Dad pulled over somewhere in Texas. He had decided that he didn't want to go work in NM. So they pulled a U-y and came back home. Angel's Dad is his foreman so he follows his orders. At least the got a job here in Texas.

Will people cry when I leave?

Probably not.

But I can say this...I don't have that nervous feeling that you usually get when things end (at least not yet). I can't say how Friday's last hour of work will feel like.

I DO know 1 person who will be sad to see me leave. She is one of my patients. It took A LOT of time and patience to get this lady to her current level of function. When I started with her (about 3 mo. ago) she turned everyone away and didn't want to be bothered. It was a struggle just to get her to sit on the edge of her bed. She was very moody and temperamental and if you crossed her once and got on her hate list...you were on there for good.

The rehab department wanted to discharge her from therapy but we decided to keep her on my caseload since I was the only one she liked (at the time) and the only person she would do things for. Now, 3 months later, she is able to walk with a walker. She still has some balance issues that need to be addressed but this lady has come a long way.

She knows that I'm leaving and that worries her a bit. I talk to her all of the time and try to reassure her that she will be fine and she needs to continue her therapy.

She asked me, "When you leave, who's going to take care of me?"

I told her that she could work with any one of the therapists here or she could work with the new guy that is coming in to take my spot.

She asked me, "Is he a SISSY?"

I told her, "I don't know. I only met him one time so you'll have to be the judge of that."

She told me, "Well, that's all you need. You can tell if someone's a sissy after one meeting."

I just laughed.

I hope she continues to make progress after I'm gone.
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My friend Jenn laughs at me because she has seen first hand how elderly people flock to me. They LOVE me. I don't know what it is about me but I obviously picked the right profession.

We went to HEB the other night and just as we got out of the car...an elderly lady asked me if I wanted her basket. I told her "sure, I'll take the basket off of your hands" and she came up to me and placed her hand on my hand and held it for a little while and started telling me about the specials in the store and then she pointed in the basket to show me that she left a flyer in there with all the info. I thanked her and we proceeded to go into the store.

That's when I heard Jenn snickering.

I said, "What?! Elderly people love me."

She said, " I noticed"

Everywhere we go...they all smile and wave at me and the older gentlemen flirt with me.

What can I say. I'm a geriatric magnet.

Ok..Here we go....

Alright! It's time I finally got to posting my 7 facts.

Although, I don't think I will be tagging any 7 people afterward because I don't think I have 7 people to tag that haven't already been tagged before. You all know how this one went.

Anyway.....

1. Even though I brag about how I LOVE spending time away from my children....I can't stand to be away from them for far too long. This time away from them is really putting a damper on my moods.

2. I AM NOT A DIVA.......I buy the cheapest of things because I can't see myself buying anything expensive. I can't bring myself to pay for something I know I can find cheaper somewhere else.

3. I am very good at budgeting. I control both Angel and my bank accounts. He will call me to ask me if he has money to by something and I will let him know if he can or can't.

4. I am reluctant to let Dom have contact lenses. Angel has already struck a deal with him and said he can get them after we see if he gets good grades on his report card. I jumped in and told him we have to see good grades on the first 3 times he brings his report card home. (last time we agreed to let him have his way with anything..he totally dropped his grades).

5. Absence makes the heart grow fonder........It's true. Angel and I have been able to live in the same house for the past couple of years. We sometimes bump heads because we are so different when it comes to raising the kids. I'm the strict one and he acts like they all live in a zoo. Still...when he gets sent away to work, I miss him terribly.

6. I'm the "Enforcer" of the family (this includes my sister, mom and dad). I have to tell them or my sister when to do something and how to handle certain situations. I say what is on my mind to everyone (especially if it gets the job done). My sister isn't going to like me living so close to everyone now.

7. I REALLY didn't like skulls at all in the past when I met Angel. He is the one who actually got me into them. I used to tell him (when he listened to heavy metal) that he was listening to Devil Music. Later, I came across some skulls that were cute and that is when I fell in love with them.

That last part being said...

Angel took the kids to get their school clothes (he did a good job) and these are the shoes he bought for Dom:

And...these are the ones he got for Devyn:
Personally.....I think they are cute ;-)

I'm home!

Of course, this was not my original plan.

I still have 5 days of work left in Corpus.

My plan was to spend the remaining 2 weeks of work there in Corpus so that I can save gas by not going back and forth.
Angel had driven up with the kids Thursday because he had a Dr and Dentist appointment. While they were here Jenn and I decided to let our 13 yr olds go out to a club from 7:30 to 10:30. It was Thursday night....teen night. I had to go buy Dom some clothes because his daddy just told him to grab some stuff to sleep in. Jenn and I also fixed his hair.

He said that all he did was play pool. He was bored.

THANK GOD! I wanted to get it out of his system before he decided he was going to start sneaking out to be out. He didn't like it and I love that...for now.

They stayed the night and Angel was supposed to WAIT until I got out of work on Friday (and have Happy Hour with my friends) and then he was going to drive me to the Valley for the weekend. He didn't. He booked. Left me high and dry. Angel called me on the way home telling me not to back out of coming home because we have so much to do at the house. I promised him I would get there early Sat. morn.

He got the info for the next location he will be going to work. He's planning on going back to corpus with me on Sunday so he can head out.

He is going to Santa Fe for 3 months.
Yup....New Mexico.

Don't ask me how he got this location. It's construction. It's random. I just go with it.

Anyway, My friends (Jenn, Laura, Misty, Gilbert, Victoria, Daniel and his wife) took me out for drinks last night.
Let me say this now.....

I am NOT a liquor drinker.

The Long Island Iced Teas were mighty tasty though (all 6 of them that I had).
I do believe I may have even had a few sips of Mojitos and I think I may have tasted someone else's beer.
Then at another place...$1 drinks.
Crown and coke sure didn't taste like coke at all.
My friends paid for ALL of my drinks (as well as Jenn's)
To top it all off....around 10pm when we left the other places and were ready to call it a night....we stopped at HEB and bought 3 (count them) ...3 bottles of Boones Farm.
That's right!
STRAWBERRY HILL BABY!

Talk about Ghetto! We don't care. For $2.25 a bottle... we are some super cheap winos.

Jenn, Laura and I decided we were going to take our Boones to the beach. We walked out to the pier and sat and drank and bullshitted. It was fun.
Then, Laura had to pee. (I went to pee earlier when we passed the restrooms but I was unlucky in the toilet paper department) :-(
Laura decided she could drip-dry too (whatever..you've all done it at one point or another so stop EWWWWWing) so she gets off of the pier and walks around underneath it and pops a squat.

I RARELY ever let anyone drive my truck but last night I made the good decision to let Jenn drive. I don't remember going to Taco Bell, going home, eating my Taco Bell, changing my clothes or going to bed.
All I remember is waking up with my mouth wide open and being surrounded by 3 cats.
I totally had a good time though.

The only thing that was a buzz kill for me was earlier that day AS SOON AS I got out of work...a rock hit my windshield. I heard the pop but I was looking for the crack. Sure enough, there it went it stopped right in the center of my driving side. DAMN.
Whatever...cracked windshields are not uncommon at all here in Texas. There are people set up at tons of different intersections ready to fix the cracks. Like vendors.

I promise I will get to my Tag Post.

P.S. So....I'm here. He's asleep. The house looks like a few unsupervised kids ran through and ransacked it. I feel like I got up early and rushed over here just to clean. DUMB.
AND guess what I have to do???

FIND A FRIGGING LOOSE HAMSTER IN THE HOUSE!

UGHHHH.

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UPDATE:

The hamster was running loose in the house for most of the day. I was really worried about a rotting, smelly hamster corpse hidden somewhere in the future. I told Dom to just put the cage out with the door open and hopefully the hamster will eventually run up into it.

I was right!

The hamster has been re-incarcerated.

Can You Believe?!?!

Angel has been giving me attitude these last couple of weeks when I call him to see how he and the kids are doing.

Giving ME...ATTITUDE.

WHY? ...you ask?

Because, apparently, he is bored.
BORED..with his own children.
Mad because he is home with the kids and I am away working.
All he has to do is hang out..not even work.

This is the same man who stated:

"I can't wait until you start work so that I can sit home for a month with the kids and do nothing. Just take a break from work and hang out with the kids."

Well, you are living your dream, Angel, and you are complaining.

I suggested that he take the kids to the pool. He didn't want to go to the pool.
I suggested that he take the kids to the dollar movies. He didn't have anything to wear and he doesn't want to sit in the movies.

I told him that I wasn't going to suggest anything anymore because he just shoots down my ideas.
So........I texted him and mentioned that the kids still need their school supplies and school clothes/shoes. Also that he could find out when registration for the kids starts.

He texted back: "That's true".

So off he went.

His DAD gave him a gift card to Academy for $1300.00

Now, WHO gives a gift card for that much??

Truthfully....WHO CARES!!

Take it and run with it.

He told me about all the clothes that he got for the kids.
He also got their school supplies at Office Depot.

Devyn called me and INSISTED they got them for Home Depot. I kept asking if he was sure it was Home Depot and he was sure of it. Then I mentioned Office Depot and he said, "Oooohhhh, OFFICE Depot...The Depot part messed me up."

Anyway, Angel TRIED to register the kids for school but he didn't have all of the info they want. That's where I come in. I will need to call the school and make arrangements for me to be there to give them the info. This part requires calling the schools and getting them to fax over the info needed.
(I tried to explain this to Angel (all of the steps) but I can tell (over the phone) that his eyes were glossing over and he wasn't paying attention...or....it was too over his head.

At least he did SOMETHING!

I LIED.

I know...I know...

I said I would post this past weekend because I was home but I got really sidetracked and then next thing I knew..I was right back here at my friend's house again.

I am still trying to get my house in order in the Valley even though my mother in law still has a lot of her items in there. It's hard to set up rooms with stuff still in there. So, I spent the weekend trying very hard to make it homey.

Then I had to leave again.

1 week down....2 to go.

I really didn't want to come back and Angel was asking me how come I don't just tell them I won't be continuing to work until the 15th that way I can just stay home and start the new job.

Well....in my line of work..it's called "Patient Abandonment". I can't just NOT come back to work. I have to complete my work until the end. If I didn't show up...I could lose my license. THAT..defeats the whole purpose of all that going to school and finding a really good paying job.

I wanted to cry as I was leaving but the kids were super understanding. I know they are used to not having a parent there with them all of the time, but I wasn't used to that parent being ME.

Angel is still waiting for them to call and tell him where he will be going to work this time.
He is BORED out of his mind. He's not nearly as close to the water as we used to be so he can't just pick up and go fishing. I'm sure there is sheer pandamonium going on at the house with Angel in charge. Order will definately need to be restored.

Anyway....I'm back here.

I was tagged by Shelby but I will have to post that a little later on because I have to finish getting ready for work.
The quicker I get there..finish my work and come home and crash....the quicker I will be home.

I'm a little sad right now.

I'll get over it.

I AM SO FRICKIN TIRED.

I have 2 more weeks left at this job and then I start my new one.

Yes. I got a new job that (I think) actually puts me in a new tax bracket. I don't really know for sure because I've been so busy working. That's just how I like to think about it.

Anyway. On Wednesday, Angel got called back to where we lived to work for a few days so he stayed with me the first night at Jenn's house. He didn't stay the second night with me I guess because there were too many cats. Instead, he said his friend Billy said he could stay at his house and they were closer to his work.

Fine. Go have a slumber party with your friend...Billy.

He hates when I refer to boys staying overnight together anytime as a slumber party. He says it's a "sleep over".

BUT.......when I tried to ask him if he was going to a "sleep over with Billy"...he quickly said.."NO, I'm just going to crash at his house".

Whatever...dude.

So guys...I am home for the weekend at my own computer and I will post more tomorrow.