Nothing new...

Well.. It's been over a month since I posted last. I've been MIA cus really.. there hasn't been much to say. Life is the same around here as it was a month ago. I STILL haven't found a job.. which totally sucks. I've gone on some 'mini' interviews that the college has set up for me, telling me it's 1 thing, but when I leave the interview, it's the total opposite. It's just been a major pain and not worth my time to even go. But, I keep going hoping 1 of these things will actually turn into something I want (and am qualified) to do. For instance, I specifically told them (the career services department at my college) that I do not want to work with children or drug addicts. What have they been sending me to? Rehab facilities for adults and children and behavioral centers for kids. WTF?!?! The only other place they sent me to was, from what they said, a great place to get my foot in the door and get some Investigation experience. So..... I go. Ohhh and guess what??!!! I'm not qualified for ANY of their jobs! (except maybe receptionist) UGH!!

Their Investigation dept. is reserved soley for ex-military or ex-sworn officers. (which I'm neither) The only other option they had was for security officers so I looked into that. They want a class D or G license (which I don't have either) and there's a 30 day 'training' period. They did say that if I passed the 30 day training period, that they would send me and pay for the class G license. I had no idea what their training period was, so I asked.

While she wanted to stress that it wasn't the same training sworn officers get when they go into camp, but it was alike. You won't leave there with a badge, etc. BUT! There is tactical training (which I'm cool with since I love guns) and physical training. Umm.. what kind of physical training I asked. She showed me a 10 min clip of some training they had taped from a class a few months ago. OOOHHH MMYYYY GOOODDD! Well.. my fate with that company was sealed right there. I kindly said thanks, but that unfortunately I wasn't what they were looking for, and they weren't what I was looking for. Yes, she was correct.. it isn't like the sworn officers camp........................ it looked WORSE! It was more like boot camp for the military, only you didn't salute your superiors.

I walked away from the office thinking they were more like a militia instead of a Investigative/Security firm. That kind of gave me the willies. No way would I want to be associated with a militia-type company.

As I drove back home, empty handed and heavy hearted.. I prayed like crazy that I'd win the lottery and wouldn't have to stress about money. Unfortunately, that didn't happen either. :(

So...... now I'm back to square 1.

Since mom decided to quit her job and stay home for awhile, she's been keeping me busy. She's never been 1 to sit still and just veg infront of the T.V. Bless her, she is like a 2yr old on caffine most days. Then at about 8-9pm, she just goes out like someone switched off her power. But, she does get up at about 6am every morning.. ughhh God I hate happy chipper morning ppl.. and that's her :)

Since she's been off, we (we as in.. she's MADE me help) have done the spring cleaning for the whole house, repainted 2 rooms, rearranged 2 different rooms, and now are working on updating and redoing the living room and dinning rooms, we've pressure washed the pool deck and the 2 patios, relandscaped the front of the house and she's now (trying) to teach me the proper ways of restaining furniture (she collects antiques) as well as the hardwood floors. I have about as much interest in that as a shark would to the desert. But, I try to act like I'm interested and paying attention. She loves that kind of handy work. Actually, she loves ALL kinds of handy work. Her favorite shows are the home remodeling ones.. she gets most of her idea's from that. I must say, I'm far more interested in decorating a room than I am restaining furniture and wood floors.

I guess for all my hard work I've done with her, she's decided to reward me with a pedicure today and a 1 hr massage tomorrow. :) I love pedicures and massages!!! (who doesn't tho??) Maybe it also helped that I keep mentioning that my back is killing me?? :) I try to get a pedicure every few weeks, but lately, because money has been tight, I kept putting it off. It's actually been a few months since I've gone and ahhhhh!! It was wonderful!!!!! We just sat side by side, reading our books, letting the massage chair do its vibrating thing and relaxed. I can't wait until tomorrow though. I love the place we're going to and it's been a while since I've had a massage.

On another note... I still haven't heard from my brother. OOOHHHH WELL!! I'm back to being over it for the most part. Every once in a while though, it bugs me that he HAD a chance to fix this crap and then never followed thru with it. I can't even tell you how long it's been now. The ball was in his court.. we told him to let us know when he wanted to meet up and talk, and never heard anything back. I know nothing happened to him because I still see he updates his Facebook daily. So, guess he chose that bitch over us AGAIN!! :/

Well, my dad's turning 60 in a few wks and we're all (me, dad and mom) are going to visit his parents for that week. He already had business in that state anyway, so we're just gonna piggyback with him. (hey! it's a free trip!! and I get to see my Grandparents!) I love going to see them. They are about 100% total southern. They use words like yonder and my Grandma's favorite meal is collard greens and cornbread with (SUPER) sweet iced tea. She has such a southern accent, that I honestly thought my great uncles name was TOTALLY different than what it really is because of the way she says it. Now.. I have a southern accent, but not nearly as bad as they do!! LOL She uses phrases that any other person not from the south would be like WTF did they just say? I honestly have heard Blanche from the Golden Girls use the same phrases. My friends that have met my dad's side of the family (and aren't southern) just crack up listening to them talk. Sometimes it because of the accent, but mostly it's because of the words and phrases they use.

Anyway, I'm really excited to visit them. We don't get to see them very often since they live about 7-8 hrs away. They are the only grandparents I have left. My other grandparents (mom's side) are both dead. But.. I think I'll leave that to another day.

I've been thinking... I've been reading some other people's blogs and they are kinda telling stories of their past and I've thought about doing the same thing. Not that I have that much to tell, not a lot of drama and heartache, but maybe it's enough that people won't be bored reading it? I mean, I have skeletons in my closet; like everyone else, bad breakup with a fiance, guys I dated that were into some weird ass shit that I didn't really know about when we 1st got together.. stuff like that. If anyone reading my posts would be interested in hearing any of it, please let me know. Even if I don't hear back from anyone.. I might just write it anyway. Maybe it's time for some self-reflextion....