Ok.. Here goes nothing...I'm sure I'm going to ramble...

I work full time managing four properties. Which means I live where I work. And a day off is never really a day off. We have a houseful at the moment - me, hubby, my two boys (pre-teen & 2nd grade), my brother-in-law, his pit bull, our chihuahua mix, our cat. On Monday my hubby's oldest son and his friend (the boys are both 19) are driving from their house over to ours (it'll take about a week - depending on the weather, and stops... it's a 2 - 7 day thing..). They're "temporarily" staying with us until we get them into an apartment of their own. Thank goodness we have a four bedroom apartment.

I'm an OCD control freak with some ADD, high anxiety issues and I can multi-task like a mother f*cker. I have a bit of a potty mouth. I barely drink (once every year... if that) and don't smoke. Never even done drugs. Sometimes I have a pretty shoddy memory on things (thank goodness for photos and a great family to remind me on things). I have AWESOME siblings and family. Without them I'd be lost!

When Butch and I first took on this occupation, they transferred us around A LOT. We've been here for 3 years now. And I'm finally feeling settled in. I can't go to a store and not run into, or drive by someone I know.  We have a church we're going to semi-regularly (after church hopping thru a 1/2 dozen to find one we felt comfie with). Our kids have friends and sleepovers. We're starting to get some non-work friends. I'm getting active with helping out at the schools.

Change stresses me out. Sometimes an odd little comment can set me off. I take stupid sh*t personally. Not always. But sometimes.

Taking on two 19 year olds in a week or so is starting to stress me out.

Zach is a great kid, though. He's tall and quiet and an awesome cook, just like his dad. And he's bringing his friend who already has a job lined up in town starting the 1st. We just are working on getting Z one.

It'll be fine.  It always is.

Just gotta stop and breathe. Part of life is growing up, and raising kids, and being able to change on a moments notice.

Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming...

2/24/2011 16:59:13

deep breath in, deep breath out. if that doesn't work, put a plastic bag over your head and tie it nice and tight around your head. deep breath in, deep breath out. i THINK that's what you're supposed to do...


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    Dear Twin... sometimes words come out of my mouth before my brain has a chance to stop them... well aint that the life...


    Some people make parenting look sooo easy.  They are big fat liar pants.  Parenting is hard.  Kids can be awful.  They don't come with an Instruction Manual.  I started young and have grown up with them.  We have gone through a lot together.  And I would have never been able to do it without the wonderful family I have.  I started blogging because of Twin.  She said that it wasn't nice of me to take a Bad Day out on the Hubby or the Brats.  And so this began.... it's my Rantings From The Time Out Corner... because, let's face it - when I'm full on Cranky Pants... my hubby doesn't fail to make me go Sit One Out for the Team.  (for more see ME above)

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