oh happy day!!!!

Well, I did it. It is official. I quit my job. I will no longer be working the weekends. My 28 day notice starts today. The horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach is easing, my headache is still there however. I am giving up quite a bit of money, but money is not everything. In fact, it is nothing more than a nuisance if you ask me.

I will be starting a job working three days a week, an occasional weekend and an occasional holiday. The great part is it will be in the area that I love with people who actually want to work with me. Going back home to the Recovery Room. The only real nursing job I ever really thoroughly enjoyed. . That is always a plus. To be honest I didn’t know I was that bad. Maybe I am. Maybe like my brother I expect too much out of people. Honesty, equality, freedom from harm, freedom from persecution. Just a wish list of things I would like in a job. You would think that would not be too hard to achieve. I have a sense of relief. I don’t feel like I’m going to throw up at any minute or my heart is going to jump out of my chest.

Guess what. I will be going to the beach. I will be off June 27&28 and I won’t be working the 4th of July. Sorry to ruin the evil plan to ruin my vacation !!!!!!!!! Summer here I come. Thank you GOD for guiding me on this path and for the great people in PACU who are taking me in with open arms. Maybe one day I will settle in one spot. Until then !So long,
The Traveling Nomad Nurse

As an afterthought I love our new dog!!!

Dis

I am disgruntled, disheartened, dismayed, disheveled, disappointed, and dis happy. I made that last one up. I think you get the point. All of this has to do with my work not my home life, let me preface.

I went to school to be a nurse, but three years ago my outlook on life changed and now more than ever I see the real picture. Em and Coleman are my priority without hesitation without question. There is, however, this horrible issue of money. I guess everyone needs it. I hate it, but I have become like all dependant upon it. I wish that we could go back to the old ways. I'll trade you a cow and you can give me three goats. That would be neat.

I am too worried about Emily to have to worry about something stupid like work. I guess some people have nothing better to do than to try and make my life a living hell. Well guess what? It's not working. I have a wonderful husband who baked cookies with his little girl while I am at work. Homemade ones, not the pre-cut business. I have an amazing little girl who when she hears her mommy crying on the phone listening to the doctor tell me she may have juvenile arthritis says to her dad, "Dad I think mom needs me." She comes to my side and says "Don't cry mommy I'll give you a kiss." That is my girl and this is my perfect life. I am taking it as it comes and none of those miserable people at work are gonna get me down. I am contemplating quitting and the decision with be made shortly. Stay tuned!!!!!!

Random

My bathroom is almost finished. The shade of blue is the color of the ocean. Coleman replaced all the lights and the fixtures. So pretty. My bedroom is going to be the color of sand. My little sea and sand escape I hope. Coleman is so handy, handy but very slow. I'm not speaking ill of him. He is well aware of this.

Em's Papa sells one of the calf's each year and gives the money to Em. We normally put it away for her but this time we used it to buy her a play yard. It has a clubhouse and a curvy slide, an area for drawing with chalk and a sandbox. I'm excited. We are planning to be at home a lot this summer, so I'm sure she will enjoy it. It was fairly cheap too. That is always a plus. Just wonder how long the assembly will take.

I have a neighbor, if that is what you want to call it. She lives across the road. She is younger than Coleman but he grew up around her. She is a very nice person, but we for whatever reason just haven't talked that much. She has a daughter that was born just one month after Em. A couple of weeks ago she called and asked if Emily wanted to play. We did. They were cute together. The same height, the same cute curls. We then invited them to start going to story time with us on Thurs. nights. They have been going every week.. She also has a 6 month old boy. This past week she called me up in a jam daycare and I ended up watching her kids for her. I was excited. I felt like I had a neighbor friend, a buddy. This may be beneficial to us both since our girls will be going to school together, in the middle of nowhere.

As a side note, yeah I think we are done having kids. I couldn't remember how to mix formula. Changing the diaper was odd. It's like once you get out of that mindset it is so hard to go back. I am content with my little angel. I love the age she is now. So inquisitive, like a sponge soaking up
everything.

In May I will start working Friday and Sat. nights. I will actually be off on Sundays and may be able to start back to church. I am really looking forward to a lot of things coming up. We are going to TN for an anniversary trip in May, then the beach in June. I am happy tonight as I write.

A Lovely Day

Wed. is story time at this library. Em and I have missed very few days. Today was very nice. Em was especially talkative and interacted quite a bit. . Her friend Grace was there and they were buddy buddy.
After every story time we check out way too many books. These are the books that we read at bedtime and we change them every 2 weeks. This is our routine. Kinda cute. Em picks her books based on looks, whatever catches her eye. I try to throw in ones I think are educational. She LOVES Dr Suess books.
Today she picked up A Mother for Choco by Keiko Kasza. Of course we had to read them before her nap when we got home. This was a great book. It was about a duck who doesn't have a mother. She looks all over for one and a bear finally takes her home and her children are a hippo, pig, and alligator. I immediately thought of how this would be a great book for children of different ethnic backgrounds who are adopted or biracial children. Loved this book.



Sooooo. I have a long standing feud with the baby monitor. Yes, still in use. Yes, my daughter is 3. Blame Coleman not me. Well, today I can say with confidence ( I think) that the monitor will be gone. After Emily went down for a nap I was doing laundry and talking to Coleman on the phone. I turned around and there was Emily. She said "The buttons on my shirt came undone. I need you to fix them." Scared the crap out of me. Just like that she learned she could get up, open the door and come to me. After about 10 times this wasn't cute anymore. We had a talk. I told her she could only get up after she had slept and woke up or if she needed mommy. (That one is wide open) So far she is still in bed. We shall see! Wish me luck.