It's Ours

I wish I could bottle up the feeling I have over getting the keys to our new house. When the realtor put the key in our hand, it just made it seem so real. We stopped over the house to see how the paint swatches we picked looked in the rooms.  I was just standing there so elated and just saying, "I can't believe this is our house!!"

We are still with my patents house until this weekend. We bought new locks for the doors and picked out paint. Our belongings have been delivered in the pod and the cleaning people are coming tomorrow. Moving costs some serious cash but when you work full time and have young children, it's worth it to have it done quickly. 

I just wanted to move in and not have to clean someone else's goo. It's going to be a very busy, but fun and memorable weekend. 

When You Cry in Front of Your Boss

Oh ya. I'm not a huge crier. I am very empathetic and if it has to do with children or babies it will be total water works, but in general I keep pretty decent composure. Lately, I have been so stressed that the malfunctioning of my jump drive, of which I have every piece of work from this school year saved, caused me to start crying an ugly cry. My boss was giving me some friendly advice on how to be successful in my interview tomorrow and when I opened my mouth to speak. Nothing came out and I got emotional and cried. The rest of the day just plain sucked. I keep willing my jump drive to come back to life but I'm in some denial I think. 

A quote I think I saw on Pinterest...

"All great changes are preceded by chaos"

Dumb Decisions that Seemed Smart

In order to maintain my teaching license in the state of Ohio, I have to update it. This requires me to take some form of a class. I admit that I procrastinated doing this until now, two months before my license expires. I'm now 6 months into a class that should have been completed 3 months ago. I have two more papers to write and then I have to start a whole other class. It's so stupid. $650 worth of an online class that is torturing me. It's not that the class is hard, but that my life is hard. We are living with my parents, while we wait for our new house closing date. I work full time, have a 9 month old and a 3 year old, and job interviews to determine if I will continue teaching next year. I started this class in October thinking I would be done by now and starting my next class. It has been so hard to find the time, so, so, so hard. 

I know a lot of you are thinking... Just do it! I really want to! My goal this weekend is to finish two small papers, submit the class, pray I pass with a C or better, and pay for the second class. Aye !!

These two rag-a-muffins are part of the reason why my brain is mush.