I've been admitting somethings to myself recently.
1. In my phone experience, nothing compares to the Iphone. Desperate to be different, I stood strong against Iphones until October of last year. I had a droid, which I though was just fine. Well, it wasn't fine. Not compared to what my phone can do now. After I graduated cosmetology school I decided I'd finally take the plunge and see what everyone was talking about. I see now. I use my phone all day long. I love it. I listen to my music on it, I copy and paste on it. I read group text messages between 10 different people and am not confused. I make lists, I use it to navigate every day driving out here. It's amazing. Apple, you sure know your stuff.
2. In reference to my blog post about holding true to my not working on Sundays. In the movie version of this story I would be instantly rewarded. I would've been offered the job anyway, despite the Sunday thing and all would be well. I was not. I did not get that job because I won't work on Sunday. I was interviewed at another location this week. I did not get that job because I'm only willing to work part time. I remain jobless. Yet still faithful. But a little frustrated because I want to work. I'm desperate to work. Which leads me to number 3.
3. I cannot stay home all day. It makes me crazy, and not in a good way. I enrolled Brynlee in a daycare program taking yet another leap of faith that I would be working soon. As of right now she goes 2 days a week for 6 hours. Even with her not being home all the time I'm still home. And I'm tired of being home. I need a job, a something. I'm getting ready to go volunteer somewhere just to have something to do.
4. I thought I was pretty sympathetic towards people who have trouble conceiving children. Well now I have a whole new kind of sympathy, because I've become one. 3 months of trying, and no baby. I know what your are thinking. 3 months is not long. Well for someone whose never had to try past 2 months it is. For someone who is coming off a medical procedure that I'm hoping didn't ruin my child bearing for life it's terrifying. I hope they didn't suck out an ovary or something when they did the D&C. Just kidding, I know that's not possible. But I can personally attest to the fact that taking a pregnancy test every month and not seeing two little blue lines is devastating. The shoe is definitely on the other foot. And it's a crappy foot. I liked it better when I got pregnant right away. That way I could complain about being pregnant instead of now when I just complain about not being pregnant. :) At this rate I'm hoping to not have children 4 years apart for goodness sake.
So in short I'm jobless and baby less with a really great phone. That sounds pretty funny, even I have to admit.
Waiting for James to arrive!
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