I’m alive and kickin…I promise!
So, there’s been a lot going on here - and I just haven’t felt like blogging. To be honest, I am totally drained by the end of the day and in the morning, I spend so much time trying to talk myself into staying up rather than just going back to bed, that I don’t have time to blog then either.
Keeping with the random wonkiness that is my life, Jerrett developed a sudden and extreme allergy to cats. This has been pretty devastating for him because he loves his cats more than anything in the world (well, not more than XBox 360, his new Laptop or Ham & Cheese Hotpockets…but they come in a close fourth…). At any rate, he’s not happy. I, on the other hand, spent the entire weekend vacuuming the world, washing everything possible and scrubbing floors (did I mention laundry? Yeah, I did a lot of that too!). I am sad, of course, I love my kitties. They are like the answer to my secondary infertility (thirdary? Is that a word? What do you call it when you’ve had two, but can’t have another? Whatever.) Anyway, he puffed up like a bullfrog, so we put the cats outside - and until today, they’ve been ok. Those of you back home may not be aware, but here in Arizona, they don’t have actual ‘fences’ - they have cinder block walls all around the perimeter of the back yard. It was odd when I first saw it, but I am getting used to it now I guess. So, as I was saying, the cats had all stayed in the yard for the past three days…then today, Jerrett calls me at work, “JAXON IS MISSING!!!!” - apparently, Jax went off to do whatever it is that boy cats who have been fixed do…I am certain he’ll be back…but its sad, because I know he could really be gone and he’s the oldest of our lil guys.
Things are not looking up at John’s work. It seems that with the reduction in production, the need for a Six-Sigma Black Belt trained Process Improvement Engineer is…well…drying up with the production. I figured it’d eventually come to this, because the housing market out here is just awful. I admit I worry, because his line of work is so specialized…and coveted when the economy is slipping but recoverable - not so much when businesses are dropping like flies and they can barely afford to keep the production staff they need to continue to offer their product. It’s a double edged sword.
Oh! I randomly heard from the lady that lived next door to us when we lived in Malta…that was strange. We hadn’t talked in almost three years and then *BAM* - she calls. Apparently, the housing market isn’t as bad there as it is here…there is a new subdivision in town and they are building a new school to support the students. It’s odd to hear that, because there was talk of just shutting down the 5 room school in Malta and busing the kids to Dekalb, where the Jr. High and Sr. High school kids went. Anyway, that’s pretty cool I guess. I don’t know if I ever shared this with you guys back home, but Malta was smaller than Boyd. They didn’t have a single traffic light, nor did they have a store of any sort. The town was so small, in fact, that they didn’t offer mail delivery if you lived in Town. You had to have a PO Box and come pick up your mail (but only during business hours, because the place was locked up tighter than a drum at 5 PM). I wonder how all that’s working out for them now?
So, that’s basically it. We’re hanging in there, but things aren’t looking good. With John’s job and whatnot, we might be exploring our options…again. God I hate this.
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I think you’ve had as much craziness in your life as one person should be allowed to have. It should move on to the next person (as long as it’s not me)!