Friday, November 30, 2012

A Small Vacation

My dear readers,

Well I received my official rejection notice from the position I had interviewed for. I guess it wasn't meant to be. I was a little bummed, but my husband bought me some apple pie to soften the blow, so I am doing ok now. (What it is it about apple pie that makes everything seem better?) I am still tutoring, so I have that to keep me busy and earn a little extra money. So, the job search continues...

We are still in the process of moving all of our things into my parents house. Trying to shove an entire house into three rooms is a lot like a giant game of Tetris. We have moved over as much as we can fit, and the rest will be going into storage. Hopefully, the house hunt will start soon to keep my mind off of everything. I would love to find a house before my husband deploys, so that I can spend the year he is gone getting it ready. (Maybe if we find a house close enough to my parents, my husband will feel better about the boy and I being home part of the time. I doubt it though. He worries too much about us.)

In more exciting news, we took a small vacation to my husband's hometown in Minnesota. It was my son's first flight, but he acted like a pro. The little guy slept the majority of the flight both ways. I was jealous. I had motion sickness. I have flown a lot since I met my husband, and have never really had a problem. I decided I must get motion sickness now because I don't have my uterus to support my guts anymore. (Seems entirely logical to me.) Besides the actual flying part, the trip was great! We had a great time with my in-laws. Our little guy got to see his grandpa in action at work, and was beyond excited. My father-in-law is in charge of a school bus system. So our son got to sit in the driver's seat of some of the school buses. I have never seen him so jazzed up! He is really into cars and buses right now, so being able to be in a real bus was like winning the lottery for him. We also got to see a large ship leave the harbor on Lake Superior. This was amazing! I have never seen one of the great lakes before. Lake Superior is huge! It was like looking at the ocean. While we were near the harbor, we also crossed into Wisconsin to see where my brother-in-law goes to school. I had never been to Wisconsin either. I think my mother-in-law thought I was a nut for being so excited. I just feel like I'm leading an entirely new life now that I don't feel like I'm going to die all the time. (Why not get excited about things I have never seen or done before?) We also got to go to my other brother-in-law's restaurant. As you all know, I have a million food allergies, so navigating any menu can be tricky. My brother-in-law was so sweet and came out to say he would make me whatever I wanted. I have never felt so cool as when I told the waitress, "Yes, I will have the linguini, and the chef said he will make me a special sauce." :0) (Just so you know, he made me a special white-wine garlic sauce that was delicious!)
While we did have a great time, there was a sad note to our visit as well. My husband's 98 year old aunt had passed away two days before we left for Minnesota. Everyone knew it was coming, but I don't believe that makes it any easier. So, we attended her funeral while we were there as well. She was such a caring and generous woman, so I wanted to at least acknowledge her in my post. She lived on her own up until the past year. (I guess you don't make it to 98 without being a bit of a badass.) I will never forget when my husband and I started dating, I could hear her when she called him and she would ask him, "When are you going to finally find a nice girl to settle down with?" and he would say, "I'm actually working on it right now, so I will call you back." :0) I absolutely loved to visit with her, she always had great stories to tell. She also has sent me an angel every year for Christmas, since my husband and I have been married. This Christmas will feel very different without her.

Well since I have now depressed you all, I will leave you for now. I promise to jazz up the next post. I still have Christmas shopping to do, so I'm sure I will have some tales from the stores. We are also going to start "Elf on the Shelf" this year for our little guy. Elf+Dogs+Toddler=Holiday Fun!

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Businesses, Houses, and Interviews, Oh My!

My life has been such a whirlwind lately, and my writing seems to have taken a backseat. So, lucky you, I am here with an update.

I did attend my shadow appointment at baking school. It was absolutely amazing! I watched the class bake two cakes, and make gum paste lilies. The only drawback was that these Saturday classes run all day. These students barely had a chance to eat a snack in between cakes, and sitting at all was out of the question. For this reason, I will be unable to attend baking school. My body is just not up for standing 6-12 hours for the classes that I would need to take. Rather than getting depressed about the limitations of my crappy, old body, I decided to move on and remain positive. (My husband was so incredibly disappointed that he would not be able to eat my homework.)

Instead of taking it easy, like a normal person, I decided to start my own business. (Sure, why not?) My tutoring job has been going pretty well, so I decided to make a business out of it. I have been spending my time filing business documents, starting a website, and even creating a facebook page. This has occupied the majority of my time lately. I'm not sure how successful I will be, but it most definitely makes me feel like I have purpose and direction.

Now, on to the juicy stuff...
We moved in with my parents! That's right, remain shocked. My husband will be deploying soon, and he didn't feel comfortable leaving me and our son alone in our town house. (He's such a worrier.) So, my brother is now renting our old house, and we are shacked up with my parents. (Yes, it is awkward staying with my husband in my old room, in case you were wondering.) In the meantime, we will be on the hunt for a new house for when he gets back. I am very excited to start our house search! (Mostly because my uncle is our real estate agent, and I find him hilarious in his old age, and also because I love to be nosey and see how other people decorate their homes, in a non-creeper way of course.)

In the midst of starting my new business, and beginning the hunt for a new abode, I got a call to come in for an interview at a job I applied for forever ago. Of course! It's as if God is just up there laughing, and saying, "Dance, monkey! Dance!" So, I decided to do the interview, since it is only a part-time job, I can easily add it into my schedule. I have decided to just jump at opportunities now, since I have missed so many in my life already. Yesterday was my interview. I have not done an interview in almost three years, so this was quite the experience. First, I, of course, got lost on the way there. I have decided that GPS is completely unreliable, and that it is a wonder any one makes it anywhere. I have now decided to invest in a map, and hope I have better luck. The GPS took me to the wrong building, and I ended up being five minutes late for my interview. (I know, stellar impression I made right off the bat.) Thankfully, the women interviewing me were incredibly nice. Then the questions began. Now, this was the hilarious part. I had just ran into the building wearing high heels (which I do not generally wear anymore because they cause strain on my abdomen, but they looked super cute with the dress I wore, so I had to), and now they expected me to answer questions about myself. The hot flashes began. I was completely drenched in sweat after introducing myself. Awesome! I am a stay-at-home mom, so my conversations throughout the day generally consist of me telling my son why it is inappropriate to take his pants off every time he eats, and why it is not a good idea for him to jump off the back of the couch. (On top of the fact that due to my current menopausal state, I have little to no memory)  So, actually having to process well thought out answers in a timely manner was really just some sort of cruel joke. If I didn't get the job, I at least gave them a half hour of laughs.

I will keep you all posted as to how all of this pans out. Nothing says "ready for a new life" like living with your parents and sweating through interviews!