Dichotomy

 This just so neatly illustrates the difference in my children's personalities.

On a totally random note...

It's amazing just how dirty your house gets when you're sick for three days. Sigh.

P.S. I would also like to take a minute to sing the praises of the schedule function on blogger without which there would not have been any posts this week. Thank you. 

Forgotten how addicting this can be...

Must. stop. fiddling. 

I need to go to bed, work tomorrow.  

P.S. I love the changes that they've made to blogger since I've been gone. It's amazing what happens in a year... (coughcough) right, going to bed. 

P.P.S. I've also forgotten how incredibly frustrating it can be when you want to change something and you can't figure out how to do it. I'm really going to go get ready for bed now, I promise.

P.P.P.S. Yay, I figured it out! Okay, good night.  

On being a single mom and attemping to write a blog...

 Well, let's see, take single mom with blog (exhibit A), move her out of parent's house (exhibit B) and remove those sources of support (see exhibit B) and see what happens to her blog (exhibit C).

I've been reading back through my posts after not being on here for I don't even know how long and realized that I really miss doing this. I actually enjoyed reading my own writing ( I don't know what that says about me, I really promise that I'm not narcissistic) and I would love to get into doing this again.

It's neat to sort of chronicle this life that I'm living and to be able to look back at things I don't even remember months and years later. There are some precious memories in these archives, there are also some very painful ones. It's interesting to see how much I've changed, and how much I haven't. It's interesting to see how far I've come, and how far I still have to go.

Now I'm not promising anything (please see exhibits A, B, and C), but I hope that I might actually be able to make this work and stick to it this time (finances for internet permitting).

~ Jen

Saturdays are good days...

“Saturdays are good days
for taking care of chores”

This was the fortune I got when I went to Panda Express the other day.

How depressing.

I mean seriously, is this some kind of ancient Chinese curse or something? What kind of sadist puts something like that in a fortune cookie?

Of course this could be God’s not so subtle hint that I need to catch up on housework...

The IRS

So, how screwed are you when you're so poor that even the IRS won't collect on you?

I'd really appreciate it if someone would let me know because I'm apparently there.

I'm still a little shell-shocked to tell you the truth. Because believe you me, it was with much fear and trepidation that I called the IRS to tell them that I wanted to do something to take care of the insanely large (well, at least to me) amount of money that I owe them. So, I finally pulled myself up by the bootstraps, called and explained myself to the surprisingly nice lady on the other end of the line. She asked for my financial info, and based on that, my account is considered not collectible at this time.

Hmmm.

Like I said, you're some kind of screwed when even the IRS understands that they can't get any money from you.

What I Know For Sure

When I was at work last night, the cover of Oprah's magazine caught my eye.

It said on the cover, "What do you know for sure?" And that got me to thinking, what are things in my life that I know to be true regardless of my opinions, emotions, or circumstances?

So, this is what I came up with. This is what I know for sure:

My God loves me.

I love my kids.

I'm in a lot of trouble right now.

It could be a hell of a lot worse.

Not a huge list. Not very significant things, at least as far as someone else might be concerned, but ones that are terribly important and reassuring to me.

It's nice to have some things that I can be sure of.

Words

I don't want someone to save,
I don't want someone to save me,
I just want someone to walk beside.