So I Went On The Interview

I think it went pretty well, but I'm not sure if I got it. I was there for about 2 hours, an hour with the HR lady (wife of the president) and about an hour with the president. The job sounds complicated but interesting, I hope I didn't seem like it seemed complicated... Anyway, at the end of my intervew with the president he offered to show me around the facility. On the one hand, I thought that was a good sign. On the other hand, I've worked for people who just wanted to show their business off. I do know they weren't too pleased with the last buyer for leaving within a year after she promised she'd stay if her husband deployed - I hope they don't hold the Army against me (I really will stay!). I REALLY want it ... keep your fingers crossed for me, please. They had a few more interviews this week and they'll be calling either Friday or Monday with news either way. I'll let you know when I know.

I really want a job. A good one. That pays me for the time I spent in college. That's closeby. And that comes quickly because I have my eye on an AMAZING new white leather coach bag, but I can't justify buying it when I'm not bringing any money in but I want it NNNOOOWWW. I'm afraid it will go out of season soon (not that its possible for white to go out of season here, I just don't want it to be rotated out of stock its taken me a year to find one I like!).

So here I sit, it's 10:30PM. Erik is in bed and I'm scouring the want ads again but I should be in bed because I have to get up at freakin' 5AM to haul Erik into work since his car decided to start smoking on H1 this morning. (H1 is one of the highways here, there is H1, H2, and H3 - they're not cryptic here.) Maybe when he gets home from his next year long jaunt in the desert I can talk him into buying a new car for himself.

The girls and I went shopping today and Melissa and I got new slippers. I don't know about her, but I pretty much love mine - I haven't taken them off since I got home!

PS - I've had the hiccups like 15 times today. They WON'T stop! I just hiccuped and hiccuped my way through the shopping center this afternoon. I was so loud this morning Baxter was howling at me. I used to like having them, I think I'm growing out of that phase.

So...

Still nothing new to report. Erik had a 4-day weekend this past weekend, so it was nice to have him around a little more than usual. Friday he went deep-sea fishing (yeah, I didn't know he did that either). I guess he caught a few things but he gave them to Itchi, neither of us eat fish.

Today we went to the beach for a bit and then had plans to go see Indiana Jones but didn't make it. We had dinner at Quiznos and went to Home Depot. Along the way he got a call from a the co-worker that had invited him to go fishing earlier in the weekend. It seems he went out again today and caught some Ahi. He was calling to let Erik know he was going to be late because he had to go to market to sell his fish. In what other state would that be an acceptable reason to be late to work?!

Tomorrow, I have a job interview. I think I REALLY want the job, so cross your fingers for me. It's here in town which is a HUGE plus (and REALLY hard to find). It would just work out so perfectly. I've really only interviewed once for a job and not gotten it. Old Navy when I was 16. Hopefully my streak will continue. Can you tell I'm nervous?

Anyway, I'm going downstairs. G'night!

PS - I did NOT sleep well without the Simply Sleep.

It's hard to blog

when you really don't have anything new to report. I went on a job interview yesterday. Got the job, turned down the job. Back to the drawing board. Thanks to my uber-supportive husband for not letting me settle.

I'm trying to wein myself off of my sleeping pills. For those of you who don't know, I tend to hit/kick/beat Erik in my sleep. I found that if I took 1/3 of a Tylenol Simply Sleep I (and he) would have a better, more calm sleeping experience. Well, now that we're not crammed in a double bed (we bought new bedroom furniture when we got here) I decided to try not using them (although I'm probably already addicted). We'll see how it goes. So far, it's 12AM. I'm not tired and I've been up since 6.

I miss Weatherford. Even though all the people that made my Weatherford experience a noteworthy one have scattered to the winds. I'm glad we'll have visitors soon. I miss my family. Maybe I should go watch OKLAHOMA! on DVD, courtesy of my darling husband. I'm sure my incessant singing of the tunes haunts his dreams.

It's raining. Maybe I can sleep now.

Happy Fathers Day to Our Dads!

We love you!

It's Hard To Get Things Done When You Don't Have Anything To Do

So I haven't worked for almost three months now. Annoyed, I am. Impatient, I am. Productive, I am. Not.

I admit it, my house could be cleaner. "Why isn't it?", you might be thinking, "It's not like she has anything else to do" and your assumption would be correct, I *don't* have anything else to do. Therein lies the problem. I think to myself "you need to mop" and I give it some consideration, but the part of me that earned myself the title of "princess procrastination" in college says "you can do it tomorrow!" Plus, Erik is installing fans so there is no sense in cleaning around that mess and also we're hosting a cookout/birthday party next weekend and if I clean now Erik and the dog will just mess the place up again. My plan is to start the "deep clean" on Thursday (Erik is off Wednesday or I'd start then).

Don't get me wrong, it's not like the house is dirty, there isn't food lying around or anything, it's not even really that messy. It's just things that *I* see, that *I* would be afraid a visitor would come see and think "why is there dust on her bookcase?" (not that I do that at other peoples houses).

In other news, Erik and I were both asleep before ten last night and were subsiquently up before 7. I actually don't mind getting up early if I wake myself up, and besides, getting up super early means you can catnap and still be wide awake by nine! Not for cleaning though, obviously.

PS - Erik fixed the sweeper. So now I can finish vacuuming. Have I? No. I refer you to the "Erik is installing ceiling fans" part of this blog.

My Week In Review

A week ago Thursday we got word that Eriks grandma Agnes (his dads mom) had died. She was a very precious lady and we wanted to be with the family and pay our respects at her service so we loaded up on Sunday night and headed to Minneapolis (a non-stop flight, I'll have you know). We left about 5:30PM Sunday night and arrived in Minneapolis about 6AM on Monday. We took the shuttle to the Embassy Suites where we met up with Erik's parents and together we all drove to Bismarck (well, Ken drove. Erik and I slept - the time change was murder the first few days.)

It was a nice few days spent with family (aren't I so lucky that my inlaws really are like family? And no, I'm not just writing that because they read this!). The service was lovely and everyone giggled at the fact she hated people fussing over her and would have been embarrassed that so many people had come so far to say goodbye - but we wouldn't have missed it. She was a very sweet lady that we are all better for knowing, I just wish I could have known her better.

On Wednesday after the service there was a family picnic and after that we loaded up and drove to Fargo, a two hour drive from Bismarck, just to shave two hours off our early morning drive on Thursday. When we went out to dinner it was decided we should have champagne to celebrate Erik's home-iversary and apparently at this restaurant when you order the bubbly you get fee dessert. WELL, the waitress knew what we were celebrating and brought candles (red and blue, of course) in our dessert. She was very sweet and appreciative. I don't think Erik wanted the fuss, but dangit, he deserves it!

So we got home Thursday night and now here we are. Friday night was dinner and a movie with the gang, minus Rich (but not for much longer!). At least he didn't have to sit through the ridiculousness that is "You Don't Mess With The Zohan"...

BTW - Congrats to Nate and Emily! YAY engagments!

A Year Already?

My blog entry from Monday, June 04, 2007
I woke up this morning,With a feeling inside me that I can't explain.
Like a weight that I've carred been carried away.

And I know something is coming..._____

It seems like yesterday that Erik came home. 478 days of waiting ended in a gym at Ft. Drum at 1 in the morning. I'll never forget those 16 months for the rest of my life.

I still remember the day I packed up my things and moved to New York to live alone for 6 weeks. My myspace quotes those six weeks as "the strangest, loveliest, loneliest six weeks in my history... But I wouldn't change them for anything." and I suppose that still rings true. My mom says of both her kids I wasn't the one she thought would move away from home, but guess what...


Writing this post made me go back and look at my old blog, from back when Erik and I first started dating and we met for "Pizza Wednesdays", when he moved to New York and any given post includes the number of days until the next time we would be together. It covers our engagement, the day he left and 3 (count them one, two, three) changed wedding dates, not to mention that damned extension. Sometimes I can't believe how far we've come and how hard we worked to finally be together.

See you and me have a better time than most can dream
Have it better than the best
So we can pull on through
Whatever tears at us, whatever holds us down
And if nothing can be done
We'll make the best of what's around.
-DMB