We are back from being in the states for my uncle's wedding. The wedding was great and a good time was had by all. I keep getting the "when are we going get kids" out of you question. I'm ready to scream. I'm so tired of it. I just want to say to them when I'm damn good and ready and right now I'm not ready. If we were back in the states it might be different but who knows cause we aren't there. And being here has nothing to do with why we don't have kids, I hate that too. "Oh are you waiting till you get back to the states to have kids?" NO, just don't want them right now. There is still so much more that I want to see and right now it is difficult to find someone to watch my dogs no less a kid or I could take them with us but then we won't have the freedom to get up and do whatever we want to do whenever we want to do it in. I'm just annoyed. My mother said to me that she has adopted my cousin's kids at her own cause she doesn't know when I'm going to have any. Stuff like that kinda hurts and it is very frustrating. All I have to say is when I'm good and ready everyone will know it.
New job for me as well. Finally quit the commissary. The biggest weight has beeen lifted off of my shoulders since my last day at work. I wrote a really nasty but very "PC" letter of resignation. It was 3 pages long and it is going to everyone and their brother that work for DeCA. The store at this point is being investagated for all kinds of stuff. It was a very stressful 3 years there. Ya know what I got for 3 years of service, a store bought cake, the cheap ice cream, and a certificate. Cheap F*&$s!! If anyone knows me they know that I'm very loud and slightly out going and well everyone knows who I am. Half the store didn't know that I had quit and there were 6 people at my going away and the people that were there were really only there cause they were having lunch. I hate the commissary. Anyways, it is over with and I don't think I will ever work for an agency like that ever again. I'm going to be a substitute teacher for the British kids. They want to pay me 100 pounds a day which is about $200+ dollars cause the exchange rate is stupid high right now. I start work tomorrow and if I don't want to work all I have to say is "I can't work today." she has already called me twice in a day to tell me about work. Yeah for me!!!
My diet has not been going all that well since we went on our short vacation. Tonight I have to make a mini Thanksgiving for a guy that is going away. Everytime that I decide to cook for Thanksgiving he isn't here. I worked my first Thanksgiving here, he was deployed for my 2nd (when I cooked with dad), my third I didn't cook cause Tim was gone, and he is leaving before my 4th. So this is what he wanted before he leaves to go home to Texas. Okay, that's it, off to the frame shop to attempt to get my stuff done. I feel like I'm getting somewhere with all of this but it doesn't help when you continue to keep buying art that needs to be framed. I'm going to need a big house with lots of walls for all these pictures. Anyways....
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