Have you ever had moments in your life, where you know what you want to do with the future and feel like that’s where you belong? They don’t happen very often, most people spend life wondering where they should go, and what they should do. But I know in my heart that within the next year to year and a half I need to:
- have a baby
- quit my job
- stay at home w/kids
- get a part time job
I feel like it’s really what I am supposed to be doing. I am not the stay at home mom type, who can stay home watch the kids, cook, clean but nobody can take better care of my kids and I feel like I’m missing out on so much. At the same time though I am a girl who needs to work, but I just don’t want to waste my time away sitting in a cubical. So the ultimate plan is to stay home with the kids and work a little bit at night. This cant be a sudden move though, it needs to be progressive. So we are going to plan it out, like adults. Luckily since Jake and I both work in call center environments our schedules are pretty flexible, so we can move them to whatever we want.
(Don’t read this if you are a boy and don’t want to know about girly things)
So I went to get my dress altered last night, and have come to find that my boobs have grown. So the dress is too small on the top, but fine everywhere else. Seriously who plans for that to happen? Everyone always tries not to gain weight but seriously how could anyone predict that? Oh well, at least they can take it out. It better fit next week; otherwise I will just have to loose weight so my boobs shrink, and I don’t really have time for that.
On another note, my boss told me that he is not coming to my wedding because he knows that I don’t really want him there. He said, “it was gracious of you but I have to make a smart decision.” I don’t know what to think of this, it kind of makes me laugh. But if I really didn’t want him to come, I wouldn’t have sent him an invitation. I like him as a person, but he is the world’s worst boss. Oh well, that’s less mouth’s I have to feed.
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