A taxi is cheaper than a DUI
Being a full time mom, dork, student, and employee has it’s set backs. For one when I get home at 12am from work, cleaning is not exactly on my immediate list of things to do. Once I’ve caught up on sleep and wake up to a 4 year old Chichi staring me down as if she watched me sleep all night, I’m in no rush to get the cleaning done. Don’t get me wrong, I am a very clean person. Pretty anal, in fact. But with Babes going to school and me going to school, it’s a bit hard to find the time without it being a ‘speed clean’. Still, I do try. It’s kind of hard not to when Chichi comes in and says:
Chichi: Mommy-o, Come here. Hurry! Hurry!
I follow her while she leads me, thinking that something is broken or even that the little miss nosey spotted two people doing God knows what outside her window. Fearing the worst, I brace myself. She guides me to the bathroom and points to the toilet.
Chichi: See, it’s got tough stains, Mommy.
It’s a huge deal for her to see one spot out of place or in a place it shouldn’t be. She’s a huge drama queen, but I can’t complain. They say your kids turn out 5 time worse then you were in the personality field which means, at one point of another, I was full of the dramatics as well. Luckily for me now, me and drama don’t quite get along anymore. Thank goodness for that. I’m glad to be rid of that relationship.
Anywho, the mini me hates tough stains and points them out. I normally say okay and that I will get them later. But I find if I don’t get them as soon as she points them out. She will never let me live it down until the deed is done. She will remind me as soon as she wakes up. She will remind me on the way to her school and 12pm and again as soon as I pick her up at 3pm. When I drop her off at the babysitter’s at 3:45pm and pick her up at midnight, she makes sure she reminds me two more times. Whether we are alone, in front of her teacher and other parents, or the babysitter, the words “Mommy, you still gonna get the tough toilet stains?” didn’t turn her face beat red or make her stutter like it did me. Lol. My lovely little child.
All in all, I guess the moral of this post it that when it comes to cleaning request from the little one, or even everything in my everyday life, I should JUST DO IT. Have a good one, readers!
I know I know, it’s been forever. Well, no use boring you with apologies, just know that it’s been a busy few months for me. Lets see, there’s getting my new apartment (which was suppose to be surprise news for you all), getting my truck flipped while me and my four year old were inside, and school school school. To make a long story short on the bad stuff, I had a break issue with my truck that I didn’t know existed until I was traveling 60 miles an hour and couldn’t stop behind the four trucks stopping in front of me. To avoid a collision, I swerved into grass that had a ditch I didn’t see and it completely flipped my truck. I had just paid it off too…. But, keeping full coverage, I was very well taking care of my the insurance company and found the value of my truck was more then I thought I got enough back to fix my car woes and financial woes. Woe is me, indeed.
Though I miss my 98′ Ford Explorer very much, this 05′ Nissan Altima will have to do. lol. I love my new car. Now on the other news. I got my first apartment in July. Yes, I’ve been out of my mom’s house for years but I’ve always lived with others. Never having a ‘lease’ in my name, so to speak. So I went for it and got my first place!
It’s a two bedroom one bath place. Real nice and cozy-ish. Lol. I love it. So, I’m slowly but surely turning this place into a home. Chichi’s room and just about done. For some reason I started there. She’s got a twin bed with mattresses alot nicer than mine… I got her dresser too. All she really needs now is a book shelf and a toy box then she’s good to go!! I still have to get the bed room set from my mom’s house aaallll the way in tampa. Then, I’ll work on the rest.
School blows right now. I haven’t been doing good at all. For some reason with the move and the accident, I let myself slip. Still that’s no excuse. I plan on finishing as best as I can and , if need be, repeating two of the three classes. Sucky, I know, But I’m determined to get my bachelor’s no matter what. I can do this.
I’m currently catering to a cold I can’t stand. Being sick makes me such a big baby. I got my four year old handing me tissues and bringing me cough drops. Yeah, it’s that bad. It’s a chest cold, I think. Though my nose is throbbing, running, stuffed, pink, and soar. My eyes are watery and just bad enough to make anyone else wanna cry with me. Okay, maybe not that bad. But I feel that bad! Ugh! I hate being sick. This freakin sucks.
Still love my job though! Everyday is something different. Such characters that come through those doors. I feel bad for them, but I always make them smile before they go back to the units. I try to make them feel that everyone needs a little help sometimes. I think it helps. I just want everyone to feel better and it is true, we all need a little help sometimes. Even me. Maybe not in the depression, psyc, detox way, but it’s always good to have someone to talk to.Someone to vent to. If I can’t vent, all that bottled-up-ness will drive me crazy. That’s why I plan on working harder at blogging here. I can vent and talk to all of you readers. It will keep me sane. That’s why you all rock so hard.
** picture by Pearl Eden** I know it’s been forever since I’ve written a thorough blog about whats been going on with me. Well, as alot of you may already kow, my fiance’ is gone. He is serving a three year sentence for something he did not do. I’ve been battling the depresion and loss of faith in our judicial system. I’ve been trying to figure out my next move, being a single mom (again) , and handeling everything a day at a time. I don’t live at home anymore. I moved in with Sir Lovette and everything was going awsomely until this shit. It’s hard for me to write about what happend without threatening to sue Lake county for this false arrest. I try to keep my head up for Chichi’s sake, but I wont lie, it’s hard…
I’ve been working alot to survive. But really, work has become a personal gettaway for me. It helps me keep my mind off all the bad things. I don’t hang out, I don’t mope about, I just live. As well as I can for the time being. I have to. If I lose myself, Chichi will go down too and I can’t have that. Especially since she and Sir Lovette are counting on me to be strong for us three. My body has been sick as well. I am finally better, but the stress has caused it to break down on my for 10 weeks. Again, all better now. I currently as living out of an extented stay hotel as well. Just me and Chichi sharing this room with a little kitchenett and a nice bathroom. i figure it would be the beest way to save money since all I pay is 681 a month (utilities and cable included). But If that were so, how am I always broke at the end of every week? How as I always struggling and praying to make it until next paychack two weeks away. It’s exausting. Still, I must be strong. I must go on. I have to make this work. At least until Sept. 2012 that’s when he comes home.
So anyway, I left for a while. I dislocated the heartsting that kept me connected to all of you. I thought it was the only way I would be able to really give all of my attention on this survival. But then I realized as I wrote about the tire takeover yesterday, that you guys are actually my strong point. It’s support from my readers and new found friends that is keeping my from going crazy. I miss you guys and need you all so badly during this hard time. Please forgive me for being gone so long.
Here’s my question for all of you. For every single parent who has been through this. For every wife or husband to a prisoner, married couple living together, same sex couples, everyone. Please, if there are anytips you can give me that will help my save money and survive, I am all ears. Seriously. I am in dire need of advice of all kinds. Financem support, grocery shopping, parenting, making the best of me time, everything. Thanks so much you guys. Here’s to my new found journey. Being a college mama dork, and surviving for the sake of my sanity.