Other updates

Well, let's see. . . I found a GREAT deal on living room furniture. It was on craigslist.com, which I don't always trust, but we took a chance and got an awesome deal. It's a three year-old couch, love seat and coffee table (coincidentally, it's exactly like what my mother bought and has in her sun room) and we paid $350. It matches our decor, it's comfortable, and it's grown-up! The futon has been relocated to the playroom for the boys. It makes such a difference in our living room to have real, adult furniture. We're not just playing house anymore, and we're not college kids anymore. We're adults. Holy cow. (We did this about three weeks ago, I just forgot to share.)

Our septic tank broke. . . literally, caved in. However, it didn't do this until they had it open to pump it (routine maintenance), so it wasn't so bad. . . as far as a mess goes. Having to have our old one dug out, buy a new one, and get it plumbed and approved by the EPA, that was pretty bad. It wiped out what we had left from our tax refund, but it adds value to the resale of the house and we don't have to worry with it (even to pump) for about 15 years. So that's good.

Today is my last day as a mother to a five year-old. Tomorrow (at 1:16 pm, to be precise), J will turn six. I'm not ready for this. He is so big! I miss my baby, but I love spending time with the person he is becoming. He truly is my best friend (and he says the same of me). Friday, C will be turning 12 - D and I are both not ready for that one! He's been testing the waters of being a teenager for a little bit, primarily channeling that angst and attitude, but it's about to get worse. Lord, give me strength to survive teenage boys! Oy vey!

I've applied for (yet more) jobs with the county school system. There are positions available at the new middle school they are opening in August (where C will be going, no less). I hope I can at least interview. I gave great references - a school board member, a teacher, and the school nurse superintendent. The nurses all plan to argue that I should get the job so they don't have to post a nurse in the school to take care of the diabetics - they all agree I can do that (since C is a diabetic and all). I'm not holding my breath, but that's where we've hoped I could be since they broke ground to build the building. Maybe this is why I haven't gotten any of the other jobs.

Since my clothes won't fold themselves, it's best I get going. Have a wonderful Easter week!