What does Chaois is COOL mean?

I dated a fellow who said he could not stand to be at my house because of all of the chaos. I didn't know how to respond to that because - to me - chaos is normal. I grew up as the oldest daughter in a house of boys. I, myself, have 4 kids and assorted animals. I know nothing BUT chaos. I, somehow, am able to tune out the screaming and fighting. If there is blood, come see me, but otherwise carry on.

I ended up dating this guy for 5 years. I should have dumped him the first time he called my kids baggage. Anyway.

I went for a job interview Tuesday for a clerk position at the Department of Health and Human Services. I think it went well. It would be a major pay cut from what I was making at AA, however it is more than unemployemt AND I would not have to commute 3 hours every day. That alone is worth something, right? At least that is what I told the interviewing ladies.

Andrea is 26 weeks pregnant and bless her heart. BLESS HER HEART.

Colby got hired full time at UPS and has learned that if one overspends one's checking account, one's bank takes advantage of that. A very valuable lesson to learn indeed.

What do dreams mean?

I just had a lovely nap but it was filled with whacko dreams. Like my soon to be ex-husband was chasing me around an abandoned house. And my real ex-husband and his wrassler wife were being nice to me AND taking Blake so I could visit with a friend. There was some other stuff too, but it made my head hurt.

I'm taking a Sociology class and it is kicking my butt. I don't know if it is because it is 4 hours a day for 12 days OR if the material is that hard. I think it is the former.

And girls, is it just me or do you like the farting, belching, snorting, scratching boyfriend/husband behavior? WHAT IS UP WITH THAT?

STRESS IS MY MIDDLE NAME

My 1st Sociology exam is tomorrow. You might be thinking to yourself - no biggie - HOWEVER I must point out that this is a Winter mini-mester. We have studied 6 chapters in 4 days.
Except for the professor, I am the oldest one there. I continually tell the youngesters to stay in school. Don't do what I did - get married, have babies and quit. A degree is very important which brings me to my 2nd stressful thing - I NEED A JOB.

I can't even get an interveiw with a good company without a paper degree. Despite having 23 years with American Airlines I can't get in. Everyone wants you to fill out an application online.
And they have some kind of filter that automatically leaves me out since I don't have a degree.
I am working very hard to get one though. I have settled on Social Work. I want to do something with kids. ECI? Or CPS? Something like that. I will be done with my Associates of Science degree at the end of Summer 2009.

So all you readers (what few there are) I need a job.
Oh and get this - my esteemed Sociology professor and he really is esteemed in his field has said the number 1 way to get a job is through Social Networking (we learned all about that today)

So - let's network.

I have 23 years of customer service and analytical experience. I am a team player and work will with others. I am detail oriented and am lots of fun to be around.

Resume and references available on request.

Happy Holidays!

CRUD

I did not get a callback for the office assistant job. Probably my sparkling personality was subdued because of nerves. All I know is it's Christmas and I have NOTHING for my kids.
I applied for assistance from the state of Texas and a family of 4 getting $378 a week in unemployment does not qualify. Even thought my rent and utilities is about that. I pray my kids don't get sick. I pray I find a job soon. I pray my mom loans me some money so I can put gas in my car to go to school and go to Keno tomorrow night.

On the plus side, my kids love me, we are warm for now and I have a grandbaby on the way.

BBBBBRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

I'm in Texas and I'm freezing.

I turned in my final essay last night for English Lit. I'm thinking about changing my major to English because I love it. Except for the poetry. I don't get it. Anyway -I have a 3 day break before I start my mini-mester. 4 hours a day for 12 days. Pray for me.

Yesterday I went for a job interview. I filled out an official application and had to answer a questionaire thing. It's for an office manager job. I would absolutely love to have this job. It's in a beautiful building, on the 12th floor, overlooking the canals in Las Colinas. If I get it I am seriously thinking about moving. I'm done with spending 3 hours a day in a car.

Plus I would be closer to my grandbaby and would ensure the other grandma doesn't hog her.

Here she is - ok wait - I can't figure out how to get the pic down here so it is up there...

It was good enough to sell

So, I just drove 10 miles there and 10 miles back. FOR NOTHING. It was time to sell back my books - a big fat hardback American History book that cost me $70 5 weeks ago and a worn and torn English Lit book that cost me about $50. OK so I guess I shouldn't have read the English stuff in the tub - that probably explains the 2 pages of water damage. I thought it gave it character, however the book store said I am now the proud owner of said water damaged English Lit book. But the History? The binding is coming off. I asked if I could super glue it and they pleasant lady didn't even crack a smile.