Life with the boys and their toys

I’m soooo tired.

Every morning I get up at 5am and by 7, I’ve already gotten myself ready for work, Jacob up, dressed and ready for daycare and Jeff woken up so he can drag his ass into the shower….not to mention pack Jacob’s bag, track down his “Pookie” (who by the way has went MIA tonight so that will make for an interesting day at daycare tomorrow), make Jacob’s breakfast and pack that up, wash out the nearest sippy cup, keep Elmo’s World going so I can manuver around a toddler and keep him as happy as possible at 6:45am. I spend 45 minutes driving in traffic in the morning and another hour at night. Ugh! I’m tired. After I’ve run my ass off at work with NO SMOKE BREAKS I get home with a grumpy, hungry toddler who wants to do nothing but scream and stomp until he gets his way…then I get to make dinner. Plus I have to deal with a cat who is screaming at me because her source of entertainment is gone all day long and she’s too stupid to eat the ledge of food in her auto-feeder so more food comes down…so she eats around it…God forbid she see the bottom of her dish in ONE spot. Then Jeff comes home, eats dinner, sits his ass down in front of the tv and plays his XBox 360…Then there’s dishes, laundry, cleaning, tidying, bathing Jacob, dressing Jacob, finding Pookie and trying to find things that have went missing in the matter of 2 hours. That’s only part of my day.

I hope I get more used to this….soon! With the dishwasher being broken (still) and my ankles and back killing me from running on the cement and standing in one spot for a very long period of time….I’m pooped. I even had to put potty training on the back burner so we can get used to this new routine. *sigh*

I miss having the whole day to clean my house and cook dinner. I miss watching DVD’s with Jacob and playing with him and his mega blocks. I miss chatting with friends and actually having a cup of coffee and a smoke. I miss the crew from Montana’s and the trouble that came along with it. But on the plus side, I do get more time with my boys, Jeff & I actually do spend more time together as a married couple and friends, I do get to have more time (when I can find it) to talk with friends and family. I can actually go away for the weekend!!!!!!!! Which is what we’re doing this weekend (thank god!) Jeff’s dad’s in the city this week so we get to spend time with him too which will be really nice because he misses Jacob so much and can’t wait to see him tomorrow night.

I’m still f**king tired though!

I haven’t written anything in awhile. I’ve been off work since the end of March and recently went back to work last week. It’s nothing spectacular or what I thought it would be but I’m working Monday to Friday during the day so Jacob can be in daycare. My left hand is still healing and is itchy like a mutha!! I enjoyed the time I had with Jacob at home but it’s nice to get back out there and be with grown ups. I’m working in a small cafe (that also has many locations around the city) that does catering and has a coffee bar as well. It’s been interesting and definatley different to say the least. I definately miss the Montana’s crew but I’m so glad I quit.

Jeff & I were having some problems and we’ve kinda worked them out but we’re seriously gonna have to work on trust…again. Same old BS, different day.

Ummmm vans in the shop. I got to drive a sweet 2008 Chevy HHR though, still have it but I have to return it tonight. Not much else to report…not that I can think of right now anyway. Hope everyone’s good….message me dammit! 

Not too sure. We’re working on it. I mean, one thing led to another, which led to another…and so on and so on. Turns out the first problem of last week wasn’t even the tip of the iceberg. There were a few days of us not talking and I really did hate him for disrespecting me like he has. There’s a new start to our lives, time to turn over yet ANOTHER leaf. We’ve turned over so many leaves that we’re running out of tree. Money is EXTREMELY tight and it’s only going to get tighter. My sister gets married in a month and change, then after that we’re off to Penticton to see Jeff’s family. Before any of that happens we’ve got to get the van tuned up and make sure it’s reliable. Oh well. We’ll see what happens next, gotta roll with the punches.

These are for you baby. Enjoy. *mwah!*

2004

We were both in school at the time, I was in hairdressing school and he was taking a few courses at the community college. Jeff would get up early, go jogging, get to school around 7:30am and get home in the afternoon, work out, chat online and get to bed early…a good normal life. I would stay up all night, chat online, talk on the phone with guy friends til the early morning, sleep 3 hours, get up and go to school til 4:30 then eat dinner and start all over again. We had both had a bad history of relationships and didn’t want anything but a friend to talk to. I was sitting on the computer one day and my sister was signed into Yahoo Messanger, a window popped up and I had asked her if I could talk to him since she was busy and not interested in chatting at the moment. She said ok so I took over the chat. Turns out he had tried messaging me earlier but it wasn’t working for him. Strange how he ended up chatting with me anyway since he had no idea Corina (my sister) and I were related.

We chatted everyday for a couple of months, never on the phone. Things really went well. We had tossed around the idea of meeting in person since we both lived in the same city and it was only a few minutes drive between us. We picked a day and time to meet but still chatted everyday til then. The day we met was a horrible day for me, I had found out that my student loan was cut off and was kicked out of hairdressing school. I cried all day and he listened to me and gave me a cyber shoulder to cry on. He kept asking if I was sure we wanted to meet that day since I was so upset. I had told him that meeting him would actually make the day better. He gave me some news I didn’t expect to hear from someone…because honestly, how do you react when someone says that? (I’m not getting into it because it’s a bit too personal for him)

Anyway, I drove my sister up to a friends house so they could visit while I met up with Jeff. I had no idea that he was so good looking in person. I’d seen him on webcam and he had only seen pictures of me. The picture that he had saw was of me me and my freshly cut hair that was straight, I normally have really curly hair. I got butterflies in my stomach when I was driving into the park, I haven’t had that feeling in a long time. I parked, lit a smoke and waited. I had no idea what direction he’d be coming from so I kept my eyes open. There he was…wow. He knew I’d be driving a honda civic but wasn’t sure what style and he walked right passed me. I made some smart ass comment to him and he smiled. We sat in the gazebo for hours and talked. It was the most accidently romantic date either one of us had ever had. There was a light rain and a beautiful rainbow and an even more beautiful sunset. I couldn’t believe how much in common we had. We never ran out of anything to talk about. But then we looked at the time, 11:30pm and my sister was still in Sahali (a part of the city) at a friends house. We had talked for 4.5 hours

I had told him a few days previous that I wasn’t going to kiss him on the first date since we were only friends. And he got that kiss, he still bugs me about it. And I still bug him about after the kiss, I’m not going to shy away from the fact that he referred to me as his “instant viagra”. It’s nice to know I can still look at him a certain way (no genital touching required) and make him hard as a rock! lmao

Anyway, an even longer story short…We were married 3 years later right to the day (August 4) and we have a handsome 2.5 year old son, Jacob. And life is good, even better now that I quit Montana’s and will be starting my new job in a week or so.

I had surgery #2 yesterday…boy was that fun! My hand feels like every single muscle, tendon and nerve was moved two inches to the left. The incision from 2 weeks ago is all healed (was last week) and the stitches are out. He was shocked how fast I healed and said he’d like to see me in a few months to do more tests on my hands, make sure everything’s healed like it should and that I’m not having anymore problems. Haven’t taken any pics yet, since it’s all fresh and icky. Anyway, I’m at home alone today with Jacob and SOOOO frustrated today. The place is a mess and I can’t do anything about it, Jacob’s being a whiny **** and he’s very abusive towards me. He’s not eating lunch like he should be (been sitting in front of it for 20 minutes and hasn’t eatten a bite yet) so he’ll be going to nap on an empty stomach.

I’ll get back to everyone about everything soon.

As of Sunday April 13, I put my 2 weeks notice in. After much deliberation with Jeff, we decided that I need to do other things with my life right now. Things that would benefit us rather than screw us completely. I have gotten another job (had one before I quit) and will be going to that once I get approval from the Dr. Right now I’m focusing on healing and taking care of family matters. Goodbye to everyone I knew and made friends with, hopefully we can keep in touch and maybe get together every now and then. I really enjoyed working with you guys and loved the laughs. Really gonna miss that.

Oddly enough, my depression hasn’t been bad at all since I’ve been off work. Yes, I’ve still worried about my size and my weight but I’m not depressed about it. I’m not depressed about anything at all. I find that very strange. I honestly think that working at Montana’s was making me feel like there was nothing left to life and how horrible I looked compared to everyone else…that and not being cared about as an employee. Jeff & I have been able to spend more time together as husband & wife, we’ve been able to spend more time with Jacob (who is sitting on my lap as I type this, watching every word on the screen). Jacob’s started to grasp more words….but unfortunately we’ve entered the terrible two’s. But anyway, I’ll continue about that later on. I’m really glad that my depression has subsided. I miss (almost) everyone at Montana’s so much but I’m so happy that I had to have these surgeries and had to take time off. I’m still trying to make up my mind whether or not I want to go back there…..I do but I don’t. We really don’t want to deal with babysitters anymore, we want Jacob to be in daycare with other kids and learn new things everyday. I guess we’ll come to that bridge when the time comes.

As for Jacob and his terrible two’s….Where do I begin? He’s got this new habit of spitting everywhere…just for fun. He walks around spitting, it’s very disgusting. Before he’d spit his juice or milk everywhere, now it’s just spit..but still gross none the less. He constantly mocks me when I either ask him to do something or get mad and put him in a time out. The other day he tried to hang himself on the cords from his blinds, which were wrapped around a hook behind his curtains about 5 feet off the ground. What he had done in the 30 seconds he was in his room before Jeff walked in, was climbed onto his chair, moved the curtains, grabbed the cord and tugged it as hard as he could, releasing as much as he could from the wall and wrapped it around his throat. We were in complete shock. Needless to say, things are done alot differently in his room now. He no longer has access to the cords, his chair is moved and so is his pirate ship. There’s no way he can reach anything now. I wish I knew what was wrong with him and what possesses him to do half the things he does.

In other news, I’ve got one week left til I go for my second surgery. Can’t believe it’s been a week already since my last one. The incision is healed up completely but I’m not able to get the stitches out until next week. It’s still tender for the most part when I try to pull something or lift up Jacob. Overtime I’m sure that things will go back to normal, well better than normal.