it's about time

no, we haven't fallen off the face of the earth, although there are days when that sounds like more fun....

Its been a rough go for us. So we are trying to see the positive in it all. We have decided to keep our faith and be thankful for what we do have. Wonderful Friends and family who love us and support us. A house over our head and food to eat.

And, well I think that's it. Aside from being tempted to sell everything we own just to feel like we are actually doing something, things are good.

The kids are all back in school. KD misses them so much during the day. When we arrived home the other day, she screamed for joy and wouldn't stop clapping- seriously, so cute.
I would have taken some pictures or video for you to see- but this post is going to be picture less. My Camera has finally taken a nose dive and is in the crap shoot. Yep, I just said crap shoot.
(It will not acknowledge me changing any settings, so anything I take is blurry. YUCK!)

I have decided that if nothing changes for C on the job this week- I will return to the work force to make pennies compared to my love, but something is most certainly better than nothing. I have decided to see what is out there right now, and thinking maybe I would just stick it out in retail for a while until C's comes through (in case we have to move) and realized that even Target only has cart collector positions open. This is going to be harder than I thought.

I re-did my resume today.
Um, I'm not sure what is more sad, my work history, or acknowledging that I might be a perfect fit at Target collecting carts.
I haven't worked in over 5 years. I have forgotten how to even write a resume and the one I used to use- well, it's like 9 years old. I'm in over my head I think.

I also applied for SSI for Chan today. That's a process. Thankfully, I have learned to save every scrap of paper for his diagnosis. Every doctor ever seen, when we saw them last, what they said, and what they had for breakfast. Okay, maybe not the breakfast part. :) I spent two hours online just filling out the application, then we have to print it, sign it and mail it in. Then wait 3-5 months for an answer.

I think I have lost my sense of humor for awhile. And without a sense of humor- less blogging. Because if you can't laugh at yourself, then you don't deserve to share it with everyone else who will.

This last Sunday (Fast Sunday) after Sacrament, the kids were all in their places, except for KD, and I had gone into to nursery to hang out for a few minutes. C had expressed to me that he was starving and that he might go get something to eat. I snarled at him, like a good wife and let him be.
When I returned from the nursery, I was genuinely shocked that my dearest was still sitting in the foyer like a good boy. I was giving him praise, when he asked if I wanted to go get Sonic with him. I hesitated, for like 13 seconds before we casually got up and walked out.
It was sooo good. Technically, we didn't break our fast. (we didn't start one for medical) so we're good, but shhhh, it's a secret. We got back to the last class after it started. KD was still eating a tater tot and I scooted into the last row next to a friend. She saw the tot and then quoted the ever so funny line from Napoleon Dynamite. We quietly laughed.
Oh, how irreverent we were. She asked if we had just gone to Culvers, I smiled and said Sonic. She was upset that she was always in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Oh- How I love the girls in our ward. I am sure I could have found a half dozen of them willing to do this small act of breaking the sabbath, but don't tell anyone.

While waiting in the drive thru at Sonic, C began to joke about how God would punish him for this. He used a voice and said "So, C tell me about the time that you skipped church on a fast Sunday and went and got Sonic?" We laughed, (probably another note we will have to explain in Heaven.) Then sarcastically C commented that of all the things that God would bring up, this probably would not be the first thing.

Thank goodness.

So, here's to a better week- a blessing of a new job, and to health.