Boy am I glad the day is almost over with. I have to say that today might have been one of the worst harmonal days I’ve had thus far. I wouldn’t say I was in a bad mood it was more like I just wanted to cry. And I’m so not like that. Considering how I was feeling I think I held it together pretty well.
Tomorrow is a new day and I’m praying to god I have a better day and begin to think more positive about the things currently going on in my life.
After a week of fun in the sun and plenty of relaxation today was back to reality. It’s amazing how I didn’t think much of a particular person who drives me absolutely insane while I was gone. A day back to regular routine and the frustration reappears almost immediately.
For those who know me will agree that I am an easy going, patient person who gets along with everyone. So why is it that there is a person I associate with that I simply can’t stand? Well, maybe it has to do with the fact that I don’t particularly care for self centered people who take advantage of others and situations. I often think of saying something to them just so they will stop trying to talk to me. I find it extremely hard to do so though as I don’t want to come off rude. Perhaps I should politely set them aside and just tell them I don’t wish to associate with them or do I just continue to pretend to be nice? It kills me to put on an act everytime their around especially since it’s replicating the same exact thing the person does which I can’t stand. It’s so frustrating and I often find myself venting to my loved ones about it in hopes it will make me feel better. It doesn’t work though. I don’t think I’ve ever met a more annoying, obnoxious, fake, self centered person in my life and it truly disgusts me. I know it sounds harsh and I probably sound like the mean person but I honestly have never had to deal with someone like this and am confused on how to deal with it. I guess I have no choice but to suck it up and try to make the best of a really bad situation.
Last Saturday I woke around 7am and took out the computer and started paying my monthly bills online. My 3 year old daughter woke soon after and saw me on the computer and asked if she could play a game. I instantly rolled my eyes and was hesitant due to past experiences. Let’s just say I wasn’t in the mood to see her slam her hand against the keyboard and get crazy without realizing the concept of it.
I bit my tongue and logged her into an online summer learning program. I opened an activity and spent a few minutes explaining what she needed to do. In 5 minutes my 3 year old caught onto the concept of operating the mousepad and clicking. It was awesome. She was on the computer going through all sorts of summer learning activities for a little over an hour.
Sunday morning was spent showing daddy what she learned the day before. It was by far one of those moments you don’t forget.
About two and a half years ago my husband decided to quit his job and start his own business. I was completely uncomfortable with us not having a guaranteed paycheck and was extremely nervous. The first year was filled with daily arguments and overdrawn accounts. It was a nightmare that continued for a year and a half. I no longer had faith in him or the business and just wanted him to find a “real job”. I was convinced that he cared about his company more than he did me and our one year old daughter. He always put the businesses bills first and it agrivated me to no end. I HATED it.
Two and a half years later I am shocked and I guess you can say he proved me wrong. Considering how todays economy is he is doing better than the average joe. I am so proud of him and glad I didn’t convince him to quit.
I still, however, hold a grudge with what he put us through and am afraid if he gets another whim he’ll do whatever he can to do it. No matter how I feel about it.
I guess a big part of life is taking chances. Perhaps I need to be more of a gambling type. Or, maybe, my husband needs to become more conservative with his decisions.
Eight weeks ago I knew nothing about creating my own blog. Eight weeks later, well, what you see is what you get. My blog might not be much to the eyes right now but give me some time and I’m sure you’ll be impressed. The blog writing course was introduced to me at work and I decided to go for it. And I’m sure glad I did. Have you ever taken an online class where you hoped it continued on for a couple more weeks? I never have until now. It kept my interest and the assignments were easy to follow and understand.
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Nothings more interesting than hearing someones regrets. Well, at least I like to hear about them.
Never in my life did I ever want a tattoo. I have a fairly large birthmark on my leg and have always felt self conscious about. So whenever anyone asked why I didn’t have a tattoo my remark would be that I have enough marks on my body I dislike and marking it up even more would be the last thing on earth I’d want to do.
So much for sticking to my words. About 4 months ago I went to a tattoo shop with my husband so he can add onto one of his tattoos. I happen to like them on guys but not a huge fan of them on chicks. Anyways, he asked if I were to get a tattoo what would it be. I described what it would be and before I knew it I was in the chair getting my ankle inked. What the heck was I thinking???? I specifically told the dude what I wanted and guess what? My ankle is permanently marked with something I visually didn’t expect and just can’t get used to. Since I’m pregnant I can’t really do anything about it right now but as soon as I’m able to it’s coming off.
Just another regret I can look back on and shake my head about…
Remember when I was talking about my dogs and how the one craps in my house daily? Well, I found a video that gives you a sense of what I deal with daily. This guy and I have a lot in common when it comes to weak stomachs.
I can honestly say I hate hearing people constantly complain. The ones who constantly cry “poor me”. I used to know way too many people like that and quickly vanished them from my life. I truly believe life is what you make it. I don’t feel sorry for anyone who constantly complains in hopes people will feel sorry for them. What good is that going to do? If life is that bad then do something about it.
My brother and I was brought up by my single mother. I never heard her complain and I was completely blinded by her daily struggles. When I got older and put two and two together I realized that she had it really tough but dealt with it and never burdened anyone else with her troubles. She obviously got through the tough times and raised two responsible children.
On the other hand, everyone I’ve ever known who bitched and complained about their job, marriage, childhood or even how horrible their life was in general never did anything about it except complain. They are the type of people who think everything should be handed to them. I’m sorry if I sound crude but I don’t care what the situation is if you put your mind to something and stick to it I truly believe you can get passed the hurdles. If all you do is sulk you deserve to be miserable. If you’re marriage is that bad, get a divorce. If you don’t like your job, quit. Or if you are still dwelling over childhood experiences, you should talk to a professional. 
Don’t get me wrong, everyone complains including myself. The difference between me and a “complainer” is I do something about it. When I complained about my dogs the other day I moved their food and water bowls to an area of the house it won’t make such a big mess. When I graduated high school there was no money for me to go to college. Instead of complaining about it, I worked full time and eventually put myself through it.
If there is a will there is a way. If you’re looking for sympathy you’ve come to the wrong place. If what you’re looking for is a place to be inspired this is your blog.
I’m the type of person who enjoys growing and learning new things. I become uncomfortable when I hit a “standstill” and feel the need to do something about it.
The last few weeks I’ve really been considering going back to school. The big question is “For what?.” I’m contemplating between Accounting and Computer Science.
I took Accounting I and II when I received my Associates in Business Management. Both professors said I had a niche for it and I enjoyed taking the classes. But if I go back I would want to go all the way and get my MBA. I worry that the time and money I invest won’t pay off in the end.
Todaysworld revolves around computers so why not be a part of it? I wouldn’t mind being a Systems Analyst. You’re probably asking yourself what a system analyst is. Basically they research, plan, coordinate and recommend choices of software that could meet a companies business requirements. It’s an important part of a companies development process. It sounds interesting but since I have never had any experience in it I’m unsure whether it will be a perfect fit for me.
Both Accountants and System Analyst’s require skills that I feel I have. The big question is what will benefit me the most. I’m leaning more towards the computer area but still haven’t made up my mind.
