A random sampling of Wednesday

Hmm...
This blog probably won't be a ray of sunshine. And will probably be missing many "U"s as my "U" button jams quite often.

Jayna's very sick today. She has had a fever since last night. Poor baby. I used all the medicine last night. Jerm took the car today, so there was no way to get any. Rosie was not a happy camper. Luckily, my Grandma Rose ran to the store for us and got both Tylenol and Motrin. Rosie finally ate around 11:30 and took medicine. She is now down for a nap in her big girl bed.

The Big Girl Bed; the transition from Pack n Play to BGB has been fairly smooth. Thank Goodness. Jayna's bed has got to be 100 times more comfy than the cardboard bottom of a Pack n Play. I'm sure Sam (our beagle) sleeping in her bed every night makes it worth while too.

My house is a disaster. Like most people, I don't enjoy cleaning. But, for some reason I think it'd be easier to clean a place you like. For example, usually when some one's moved, after the boxes are unpacked their house is pretty neat. Because it's new and they want to keep it nice. I have no desire to keep this place nice. Even when it's tidy it looks horrible. That's what we get I guess. I'm trying desperately to think of all the lessons I need to learn by being here. To the best of my knowledge I've learnt them. Jeremy doesn't seem to want to move even if we could afford it. Talk about frustrating. Not that it matters we can't afford it. Besides, who'd feed the mice? It also doesn't help that I was up till 2:30 in the morning with a sick toddler. Nor, does it help when said toddler is so clingy you can't even pee. Let alone pick up or do dishes or laundry.

I want to take a bath. I never get to. During nap time I'm usually trying to accomplish some organizational task that nearly always goes unnoticed. After daddy gets home he gets in the tub, then dinner, then Rosie tub time, the family Scripture/prayer, then I usually put away dinner, then I try to talk to my Dear Husband (which usually means we're both on-line doing totally separate things.), Tuesday or Wednesday forget it because American Idol is on. After all of that, I end up bathing on Saturday around 10:00 at night weather I need it or not.

I have officially converted to pessimism. I fought a valiant fight against it to no avail. I have been married for almost three years and we have struggled (financially) the entire time. Eventually when your doing everything within you power, and asking God to do everything within his, you just give up. If I had finished my degree we wouldn't be having ANY of these issues. I'd be working less and making more than my DH while still being home during the day. I know I need to finish, but the money doesn't exist. The tuition isn't bad, but the child care and books would be phenomenal. I looked into every option I can think of. We wouldn't qualify for a student loan, and grants wouldn't cover all of it. So, we continue to be screwed, in a dump, dirty, with a sick kid, who sleeps in a big girl bed.