And we're back...
11:22 PM
Sort of. I'm feeling very overwhelmed by the whole daily blogging of the daily picture thing. I'm still going to take the pictures, but I think I'll only blog once or twice a week. I don't know. Maybe that'll change after I take a couple days off from this. I just know I need to change something so that I don't burn out like I did last year.
Sweet Treats
10:01 PM
On occasion, Plan B turns out to be better than Plan A. Today, we'd planned to drive out to a mall in Milwaukee in order to shop at some stores that aren't in our town. In the end though, I decided that it'd be less expensive to order online and avoid spending money on gas and eating out. The boys were a little disappointed, but handled it pretty well. We did go out to the grocery store this afternoon, and I let the boys do one of their favorite things; pick something from the bakery case at Sentry. I wish I'd been able to photograph that! Sentry's bakery case is filled with the most amazing, most colorful, most fantastical confections. It's as much eye candy as it is belly candy.
If I could
9:20 PM
I would carry around little placards with messages like the one above. How great would it be to just put up a sign that said "BUSY" with a nice little hour glass on it, or one that said, "Not Responding" when we can't or won't answer a question. What if we all had our own personal error messages like the dreaded 404 or when we're about to flip our lid, we could throw up a blue screen of death. I know we don't want the world to be taken over by computers and robots, but in this instance, I think we should take our cue from them.
The Working Wounded
6:52 PMOn the hunt...
11:45 PMThe job hunt that is. As I've mentioned before, Andrew is looking for work. We're not new to him being out of work; he was unemployed for about two years at the beginning of our marriage, too. This time it's a bit rougher on us since we've got no financial cushion. I'm not saying we're destitute at all, we've definitely got what we need to get by for a while, but the need to find a new job is much more urgent than it was in 2002.
Can I just say, though, that I hate looking for work? Yes, I know, I'm a stay at home mom. That doesn't mean that I'm not part of the job search. When he's on the hunt, I'm on the hunt, too. I scour job sites, network with people I know, I even read the good ol' classified ads. I make suggestions for the type of job he could look into, and I let him bounce the pros and cons of it all off of me, too.
But beyond all that, I do my best to cheer him on. I remind him that he's worth hiring, that even if the job description isn't a perfect fit, getting his name into their brains is better than not. I tell him, "Don't say no for them. Give them a chance to decide what they want to say."
Job hunting is never fun, nor is it easy. I'll breathe a big sigh of relief when it's finally over.




