Friday, October 19, 2012

Political Views

So, OK, for those of you who know me, you know that I'm pretty conservative.  This year, when I registered to vote, I actually registered Independent.  I can't believe that I did that.  I also don't like either of the choices that we have this year for president.  I don't know what I'm going to do.  I do know this much though...I am sick and tired of both parties bashing the heck out of each other.  The Liberals can't stand the Conservatives, and the Conservatives can't stand the Liberals.  Each side is throwing mud on the other side, and it is making most American's crazy.

I'm tired of it all.  Can't it be November 7th already?  The closer it gets the worse the commercials get on tv, the worse my facebook wall looks, with everyone blasting each other.  It's all full of hate, and misunderstanding.  Neither side is willing to look at the other's point of view, and both sides think that their way is the ONLY way.

Either way...I'm just so over it all!

Monday, October 15, 2012

Making my Daddy proud

Well, that was a title that I never thought that I'd use.  It has always seemed that I was always a disappointment to my father.  Typing that out hurts me more that I really want to admit.  But it's the truth.  It seems as though I've been more disappointing to him than anything else.  Today, however, my Daddy told me that he was proud of me.  He's proud of how I am handling myself through the divorce proceedings, and that I'm not losing my brain and freaking out on anyone about it.  He's proud of me for going back to school at my age, and being courageous (his word) enough to want an education.  He's unbelievably proud of my GPA.  For my dad, the Electrical Engineering Professor at Liberty University, this is a HUGE deal, that his daughter, has decided to go back to college, and actually do it, and then to have the grades that I have.

I think that the last time my father told me that he was proud of me, was right after I delivered David, my son.  So, this is a big deal for me.  In an earlier blog I wrote that I've been pretty emotional lately, so to be very honest, those words, spoken to me by my daddy made me cry, but in a good way.  I'm crying now, to be even more honest.  I love that he said that to me.

Daddy, I've always wanted to make you proud, and I'm sorry that it's taken me this long to do it.  I love you, and respect you probably more than you'll ever know, and hearing you say those words were a balm to my very heavy heart and soul.  Thank you!

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Emotional

Not really sure what's going on with me this month.  I am so emotional these days.  Seems like it doesn't take much to make me cry, and I am not fully sure where it's coming from.

Some days, I feel overwhelmed with school, but I am doing really well there, work is good too, busy, but good.  So, the only other thing that I can think of is that it has to be coming from the divorce camp.  It's got to be that.  No wonder...I guess ending a 14 year marriage, and a 15 year relationship should be emotional.  Of course, looking back over the last 18 months worth of postings, didn't help much either.  I was in a really dark place back then.  I'm not so dark anymore, and can see light almost everywhere I look.  However, there's this one shadow, and I can see the light at the end of that tunnel too....October 31, and we should be finished.

I guess that it doesn't help that husband's new fiancee has decided to bash me on her facebook wall, when she knows NOTHING of me, let alone about me, or who I really am.  She has a skewed version of all of that.  Of course, she's only hearing things from him, so why should I care?  I do, however, because my CHILDREN see her postings.  She wants to be friendly with MY kids...NOT his kids, but MINE!  I don't understand that....he doesn't want much to do with them, complained about having to spend money on them, and whatever...it doesn't matter anymore, but why, try to be friends with MY kids, and then bash their mother, in a forum where THEY can see it?  Great way to upset my kids, there, honey...obviously YOU have NO clue on how to deal with the fact that I don't say anything bad about you, or your new fiancee, nor do I think that you aren't worthy to have alimony because you raised your husband's 3 kids, ran the household, and if you think I didn't, you need to get better information, sweetie....I have DOZENS of witnesses who will say otherwise...Oh, and for the record...I WORKED, I have worked since I was 14, and I worked hard, long hours, shifts that others wouldn't or couldn't take, and I still was able to raise FIVE kids, manage a household, and do the chores, as well as deal with NUMEROUS surgeries, and an implant in my spine...so be careful of what you say, as slander is a great way to have yourself sued.

Friday, October 12, 2012

Ahhhh.....RETAIL!

It's been a long day for me.  Flash sale at work makes for a crazier evening. Fifty percent off everything in the store makes for some crazy shoppers.  I love my job!  That's the whole truth, but there are days when I wonder what I am doing there.  I've been in retail and customer service jobs for over 30 years, and what I'm seeing is that some customers are just plain out, down-right rude.  And I mean UGLY RUDE!  There are times when I think that every customer who comes into our store has been wearing their cranky pants all day long, and decide to take out the ugly on us.  I don't make the rules, I'm sorry that you cannot use a coupon on flash sale days, even though the discount of the flash sale is so much better than the coupon could ever be, and I'm sorry that our company decides to suspend all coupons in our computers.  I don't make that decision, nor do I make any decisions like that.  I help you pick out clothes that will make you look good, and fashionable, I tell you the truth that your butt looks too big in those pants, let's try these instead.  I help you pick out tops and earrings, and bras and panties.  I spend my hours at work trying to keep my store clean, and inviting for you to do your shopping.  Please, treat me with a little bit of respect, and try not to treat me as if I am dirt under your feet.  I'm a human being too, and I would appreicate not being verbally abused by you.  And for the record, I do not HAVE to wait on you if you are acting like a total bitch and verbally abusing me.  I can ask you to leave my store if you are being impossible to please.  Come back another day when you're not in full out bitch mode...K?  Thanks!

Thursday, October 11, 2012

Long time no write

It's been a very long time since I've written in my blog.  Time to fix that.  I've been pretty busy these days with school, work, and trying to get my divorce finalized.  So much going on, and a lot of stress, but I'm working through it all, and smiling as I go.

I've found that it's better to laugh than cry, and to be happy than sad.  I'm choosing happiness.  It's a nice choice.  It doesn't really take that much to make me happy either.  A phone call, to say you're thinking about me; a hug; and time well spent.  

Divorce proceedings have been interesting to say the very least.  I'm not going into details now, however, let's just say that acting as my own attorney is a bit scary.  I just know that I have to be more prepared than I thought I'd have to be.  I'm learning a lot about the Law, and the Law as it is perceived in West Virginia.  I have a whole new respect for it, that's for sure.

As for school, I still have my 4.0 gpa, and am working really hard to keep it that way.  This 5 week class is on personal finance, and I'm learning a lot about budgeting, and I'm thinking that it just might be time to hire a personal financial planner.  I've never been great with handling budgets, but I'm getting better, and am learning more about them.

I've learned a lot about friendship in the past few months, and believe that my friends are who keep me sane!  Thanks y'all for being there for me, allowing me to spend time with you, to laugh with you, to cry with you, and for allowing me to cry on your shoulders as well.  

October 31 should be the final divorce hearing, and I'll be free, FINALLY!