Let's see if I can remember everything since May. I got laid off from my job June 23, but went back July 16. During that time, I moved from my apartment and into my boyfriend's house. I know what you're thinking, but that's not why we moved in together! I had just lost my job, which meant I couldn't really afford my apartment, and he needed help with his bills. While moving, I somehow fell off the curb (yeah, I know, absolutely ridiculous!) and sprained my foot. It swelled and bruised and was just disgusting. I did that two days after I was laid off, and it healed up to pretty much normal when I went back to work. Just in time for me to have to pay for it out of my pocket, since my insurance was gone. Of course.
Four of us went to Six Flags St. Louis in June. That was awesome! That's also the day when my son broke his arm jumping on a trampoline, which was rather horrible. I was able to see the kids on the 7th for his birthday, good time I thought.
Towards the end of the summer, our friends moved to Florida. We still miss them terribly. We also had to work on the roof, there were an alarming amount of leaks, which ended up being cause by a fungus growing on the boards. We worked for weeks on it. At the end, I decided I never wanted to see the top of the house ever again.
September was his birthday. Got him a nice (and rather expensive!) shaving set, with the bowl, shaving soap, razor and stand. Quit smoking the 28th. It was hell, not only for me, but for him as well. Only made it for 5 months, then I started again. He's not too pleased about that. After I quit, I still couldn't breathe, was waking up in the middle of the night coughing, so went to the doctor. Found out I have asthma. So, so much for quitting so that I could breathe again.
Started working days in October. Was really strange to have all evening to do stuff. So, I started bowling on Mondays with the local women's bowling league. Having a great time, surprisingly enough! And on October 29, my divorce was final. I cried, and I wasn't even sure why. I suppose it was because a big chunk of my life was over, and the papers just made it so final. I was just very sad.
Turned 30 in November. Wow, was that awful. He gave me a new printer, and we went to dinner at a very nice restaurant, which my mom paid for (thanks Mom!). Noticed that since we started working together, he and I were arguing quite a bit, about the job, etc. I knew we just had to wait for the lay off, when the whole department would be eliminated, and we wouldn't be working together anymore, and things would get better.
December was extremely hectic. Impending lay off on January 3, trying to get all the doctor's visits out of the way before losing our insurance. Plus, buying Xmas gifts, the tree (we went to a tree farm, hunted down, and killed our own tree; hysterical!), having the kids for a visit, and he had to visit his family as well. I was extemely relieved when the month was over.
The new year. The world didn't end, contrary to popular belief. The entire fire protection department was laid off, so we were out of work, on unemployment. We did all get together for dinner one last time, on the company. I think that was the best time we all ever had together. Then came the inevitable...looking for a new job.
Fortunately, by the first part of February, he had a new job. Has a company van, does a bit of traveling, he's doing quite well. He was in Wisconsin when the one year anniversary of our first date came around, but he bought me a wonderful new angel for Valentine's Day. I had no idea what to get him, so made him a card. Pretty pathetic.
As for me, I sent out 10 resumes, signed up at a temp agency, and have had 3 interviews for one job, as an accounts receivable clerk at a hotel. Right now, I'm just waiting to find out whether I got the job or not. I am also in the process of getting everything together for college. I'm going to start in the summer. I've taken the placement tests (aced the english, bombed the math), getting all my financial info together, and then when they put out the schedule, I'm signing up. I'm excited and terrified at the same time. I did so badly on the math, that I have to take 3 classes that don't even count toward my degree, just so I can get back up to speed. Algebra 1, Algebra 2 and Geometry. But, that's my punishment for not going to college straight out of high school. I cannot stress enough how important it is to go to college! He was able to get a job so quickly because he has a 2 year degree. I don't, which is why I'm still unemployed, 2 months after being laid off.
I went to Ohio in January and last month to see my kids and my ex in-laws. They wanted to see me, and I missed them, and it was just so nice to be with them again. And that's where things stand right now. Maybe I'll try to quit smoking again. Maybe not. More interested in getting work, starting college. Things are going okay. I'm doing much better with my bowling, started off really bad! Been doing a lot of reading lately. Things are a bit better between us. But, I still have the same old feelings. Wondering how he feels about me. Does he love me, does he care about me, what's going on in his mind. *Shrug* Sometimes I wonder if he'll ever be able to tell me.
Well, that's it for now. I'll try to write more later, let you know if I got that job or not. Take care Lisa! And hey, keep in touch!
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