Happy day

 

 

It was a nice quiet day off.  First I took Liz over to the lady who needed a babysitter.  The little girl is 4 and I think Liz had a good day.  I only called and bugged her at least 5 times!!!  My daughter is very responsible and I know she did a good job.  She is due home in a few minutes. 

Eric came over too, as I called him and made him feel guilty.  He's doing very well too, as he paid me back some of the money he owed me.  Work is going well for him and says he's doing well at school too.  I remember Junior College being not too bad.  He's girlfriend is up there so I am sure she's keeping him in line.  When he and Tim get together they become quite the sarcastic pair.  My kids and their weird senses of humor.  I could tell he and Tim missed each other.  Tim just left a few minutes ago.  For any of you that say it's easy letting go of our your children it's not.  I am at place of acceptance.  I think because of losing so many people I have come to understand letting go.  My boys are out in the world now, and they are doing pretty darn good, if I may say so myself.  But I still miss them!

Tim and I went to the outlet mall, it's an outdoor center and very popular, so it was crowded.  I am not a big shopper.  I remember when I was single and first sober I would go shopping to make myself feel better.  Now I don't need things to feel better, I just ride out the feelings and they pass.

Last night I got stuck on the phone with the brother of the guy Mark used to work with.  In a desperate attempt to keep us from quitting his dead brother's business and therefore leaving this guys wife with no driver he lent us some money.   This was last December when work was very slow the union was taking $1500.00 a month.  We KNEW we could not continue with this business the way things were.  The truck had just broke down again, which cost us nearly $3000.00.  We were at our wits end. We had agreed to pay him when our truck sold.  We never should have gone against our instincts and took this money.  We were ready to work for someone else, but we went against our judgement.  This guy is used to being a bully and I didn't let him bully me.  I told exactly what I thought and said I was sorry for the delay in making payments.  BUT when you have a family they come first.  All this will work out.  I have a God that doesn't care how big the Mountain is.  He is taking care of all of this.  I get up each day and do what I have to be a good person.  My point to all of this is hindsight is one thing, but trusting that God will work everything out is what matters.  We are not bums nor do we not pay our debts.  Life is hard sometimes, but it always works out...it will be interesting to see how God does his work here.  He has already changed me and my Mark.  God bless!  Rose

The boy is home

The big boy is home from college.  He is doing fine and watching the Purdue football game with my hubby.  How time flies doesn't it?  I remember when this kid was just a wee one.  Now he's a BIG boy.  Well off to meet the parents of a couple that want Liz to babysit. 

 

Have a great weekend all...

Rain, Rain, and more Rain

It's raining this a.m. so that means wet junior high kids who have been standing at their bus stop and come in the bus and fog up the windows...God love these kids I am so lucky I have awesome students this year.  They actually have manners, wow I guess there is hope for our future.  I always wonder if my kids generation will put us old farts in a "day care" when we get too "demanding" and then come visit us for quality time.  I mean, a lot of my generation did that.  Dump our kids at the kiddie care day care center and expect somebody else to raise our young.  For me I was always fortunate, I had my parents, ex and brothers to help me with raising my kids when I had to work.  Very little official day care.  I shouldn't judge, but my experience is with the day care that I pick up that these kids have issues, and some of them bordering on serious.  But that's just my 2 cents.

And as for the stop arm runners, we have paperwork we do fill out when we are able to get the information off a car, but we are required to be very detailed.  Description of car, and even the person in the car.  Sometimes that's very difficult when you are trying to board a child.  We do what we can.  I am always amazed at how both bus drivers and your run of the mill joe on the street treat each other out there.  Everybody is ALWAYS in a hurry.  I worry that common sense has gone by the wayside.  But I try and be the example I am not perfect, but I try.

Well, enough of my opinion.  Hubby got rained out today so he's at the motorcycle shop with his son.  Good for him he needs to hang out with the guys.  Time for me to go back to work.  We have a 3 day weekend and I am looking forward to hanging around the house. 

Bye...Rose

 

I

don't know if a day goes by that some moran drives through one of our stop arms.  I had another guy do it this morning.  In the state of Illinois driving through a bus stop sign is a 6 month suspension on your driving rights.  This guy just looked at me with a stupid smile, nodding as he drove through.  I was on a busy street, making sure this kid didn't get run over, otherwise I could have gotten his plates.  A lady last week wasn't so lucky, she lives right where my route is and she was even dumber she not only drove through my stop arm she let me get a good look at her.  EEEECKKKK!!!  What I don't get is this...I have somebody's precious kid in my charge...somebody's kid that means more than anything to them and these people treat us like we are invisible, and that their drive to work is more important.  ISH!  Oh well, enough of that.  Everything else is quite normal, yesterday I opened my big mouth and made a comment to a new girl about one of the trainers going over a curb, clearly NOT on accident, and she told her.  So the trainer confronted me and I said, "yeah you went over the curb, don't make a big deal about it.".  She got mad at me, and made some comment.  Oh well!!!  She should not have done it.  Pop a tire and it's MY tax money.  I really didn't mean anything by it, I was just surprised that the trainer would not wait her turn at the stop sign and went over the curb. I know I said something to the girl because I knew it would get back to this trainer.  I do need to learn to shut up though.  I really am not the curb police, or the "your windows are below the line" police, or the "you're not supposed to idle at the school" police.  My bad.  I'll do better today.  Sometimes I can't help myself.  I get irrated at people that don't think rules apply to them.  I mean mistakes happen, but come on...we actually have made it the month of October with no accidents...I better not jinx us!!! :)

Oh well, I guess I should do alittle housework, I've been trying to catch up on jounals and YOU ALL do know how important that is???  Bye !

I am a victor not a victim

So far so good this week.  On Sunday my hubby and I made a decision to really pracatice trusting the God that we have been hanging around waiting to do something in our lives.  We have been beating both our heads against the wall trying to will change in our lives instead of trusting and expecting great things to happen for us.  The really neat thing is that we both have been individually and together asking God for guidance and it's working.  So far so good. 

Yesterday started out ok, but got really mixed up in the afternoon.  Our area is experiencing major growth and it seemed like everywhere I turned I was met with constrution workers.  These guys think they can use both sides of the street, stop and chat in the middle of the road and think that I should just back up when they don't feel like moving.  I refuse and smile and so far they have moved for me.  But it makes me very late.  I even had a 5 year old tell me off.  Not really but the little squirt said, "you are late, miss bus driver"  This kid is Indian and  is normally very quiet.  I tried to explain to mom but I don't think she speaks English as she stands there, smiling and nods.  Oh well, I fixed them I had my route times moved up 15 minutes, saves both my nerves and the school from yelling at me when I am late. 

One thing about getting older and wiser is that I look for the easier way to deal with things.  And although I do like a challenge I would just be satisfied with a nice easy work day and then I can come home and get some work done around our old house.  Sunday we trimmed away a bunch of ugly bushes.  Now at least we can get to the house to paint it. 

Mark has been much happier too.  Makes for a happy home.  And little Dale my stepson caught himself talking back to me.  So I guess there is hope for that kid yet.  Liz is in "love" again so she is happy.  Tim my college boy is coming home this weekend and hopefully he will be a happy boy too, that will make it 5 for 5.  What else can a person hope for???

Yipppeee the girl's boootiful!!

Sara and her sister made it in time to make my girl shine.  They curled her hair and added just the right amount of makeup.  She is sooooo beautiful!  Her dress is black and strapless, with a cut in of hot pink.  It's floor lengh.  Sara has known my husband and his boys since she was in grade school, she has dated Jim on and off for many years and now this young lady is studying in Chicago to be a nurse.  She always comes through and we love her for it!  Now we love her awesome sister too.  Yeah the daughter is happy and so is the mother.  And they young man, Mike he looked so handsome.  And he's a nice kid too!  Yea!

Today is a day that I feel a some sort of spiritual awakening.  My whole life I have been on some sort of mission.  I was a very odd child (oops still am!), always searching and never finding my place in this world.  I guess I never thought I measured up.  I still am that way.  Always trying to please, never quite fitting in.  But that's ok, I am older and wiser and realize that life is very short and we really never get it perfect.  I actually did some crying today.  On the way to the tire dealer.  Got there and wasn't surprised to find out that the price that was quoted online wasn't the right one.  But I'll deal with that later.  I could have stayed in town and paid close to that price with a local guy, but then I wouldn't have had the joy of crying.  I am really not a crier.  Years of turning off my feelings have made it difficult to turn those feels back on.  But they are there and they love to pop up whenever they feel like it.  Guess that is what being human is all about.

Today is my daughter's homecoming dance.  She's at play practice now.  She's not happy with me because I refuse to pay $50 for a hair do, that I don't think she will be happy with anyway.  If this was Prom I'd spring for the do, but not homecoming.  But Sara will be over to help her with her makeup and I think the hair will get taken care of then.  Sara is my Stepson's girlfriend.  And a real sweety.

Hubby's getting overwhelmed with life again.  His striving for perfection and he's demanding of everybody else to be perfect is annoying at times, but it's his lesson to learn and he is at least recognizing it.  You know it's hard being married.  Now I see why people who don't really love their mates give up.  I love mine and I see through all his faults, and see the Man I love.  He's not perfect, but God knows either am I.  Sometimes live is hard, but the sun is shining, I have food in the house, hubby's at work, and it's a good day. 

Have a great weekend!