I'll start this blog post with a proclamation. I, officially, am a dork. For weeks, WEEKS I kept forgetting to ask my good friend Dawn for her blog address. It had been in my favorites but in one of my frantic list-management days I must have deleted it or something. At any rate, it had disappeared. So this morning I'm reading one of her comments to me and then it hits me. DUH GWEN, her name when she comments is a LINK TO HER BLOG. I feel like such a moron. I also feel bad for not being as good of a friend as I could have been these last several weeks. Dawn, your writings inspire me and I hate that I missed opportunities to be there for you. Won't happen again!
On another completely random note, we got notification yesterday of a "70% recovery" from the insurance company regarding the rear-end collision last November. I had just decided that a civil suit would be in our future if we didn't recover our deductible and word of recovery came. So, we recover $350 rather than $500. Better than nothing, though I still think it was entirely this kids fault. Dude-joy-rider and his legion of gallavanters rear-ended ME, thank you very much. Not sure how that is 30% my fault but whatever. The notification says we should receive a check within 5 days. This is a blessing to be sure. We're down to our last $150 ever. There is no more money coming. Well, the IRS owes us nearly $400 but I'm not anticipating this to come in a timely manner. Neall says it'll come either JUST in time to save us from certain doom, or it'll come right after certain doom has already occurred, lol. Dh the pessimist. With gas over $3/gallon, we'll need it all just for interviews.
Speaking of interviews. Job-hunting SUCKS. I just do not understand what is happening here. I keep trying to think that there is some master plan in the universe for us, some reason for the lack of interest in the hardest working, well qualified, work-ethic-endowed man I've ever known, but danged if I can see it. We're not expecting much, 35k isn't so much to ask, IMO. Not even a call for an interview this week. I don't understand.
In keeping with the random nature of my train of thoughts lately, I got to help a baby into the world this past week! My friend Tara delivered her beautiful baby girl a few days ago. Congratulations Tara and family! Her birth has fueled a fire in me. I want to be a midwife's assistant. I'm not inclined to pursue real doula work, so much about doula-ing that I don't think I'd like. I'm all about being there for a laboring woman, but full-on doula work isn't for me. I also have almost no desire to be a midwife. Perhaps midwifery would be a possibility in time but for now assisting is my goal. I've started the ball rolling by contacting my own midwife about it. She's exuberantly in support of my goal. This birth junkie is thrilled with the idea. I am downright giddy about the possibility. I've got some reading to do, some decisions to make about timing, but this will happen sooner rather than later. Wahoo! I'm also interested in pursuing training in Ultrasound technology. I'd love to own my own machine and support the midwives by being available for emergency ultrasound services (such as diagnosing suspected twin and breech birth). Wouldn't that be lovely? Look for me to be chronicalling births here on my blog soon. I'd drop everything right this second if there were another birth to attend, lol. Goofy, I know, but it's how I feel, lol.
To remodel or not to remodel. Dh has begun applying for positions in other states. This could put a damper on the above outlines plans, lol. The question is, knowing we may be leaving the state, how much remodeling can this home support without overreaching the sale potential? We need to make money on this house. There is no doubt that we'll eventually be moving. At some point in the not-too-distant future we need more space. We bought this house with 2 children, not expecting to have any more. We closed the week I found out I was pregnant with number 3. Surprise number 4 came along and we quickly outgrew our little house. We'll manage for a year or so more I think, but at what point do we put a stop to any remodeling? My dad is coming in a week or so to work on the electrical stuff in the back bedroom. Having that space back will make a huge difference. His plan is to return at the end of the summer and remodel our stairs and our bathroom. If you've been in my house you'll know how important and exciting this is, lol. I think it has to be done, as much as it'll cost us. With my dad doing the work (with our help of course) it shouldn't be too unaffordable, but it's going to suck to do it all then promptly move, lol. Ah well, yet another thing to allow the universe to take care of I guess.
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