Wednesday, April 11, 2007

Distant light

Mike is out for the moment at a repair shop who can tell him how to fix my washing machine. It was working beautifully for a while. He replaced the belt on it. Now it is full of a load of my whites in their dirty water and totally stuck. It won't spin or drain. It just growls at me.

I have our home teachers coming in a few hours, I need to make dinner, and I need to clean up my disaster of a living room and hallway, which is all about laundry at present. It is so frustrating to not have what you need to do what you need to do. Hopefully, Mike will get his first paycheck in the next week or two. I could buy the whole Washer/dryer set in one paycheck, except that we owe some people money, and have a bunch of traffic violations to take care of. I am wanted in the state of Oklahoma for failure to appear, and because I applied for my TX driver's license name change they did the check on it and are going to revoke my driving privilege in the next couple of days here if I don't get it payed.

Still, I know there is a light at the end of the tunnel.

I told my store manager at Bed Bath and Beyond yesterday that my last day of work would be my kids' last day at school because I was going to hang out with them for the summer--but I will be hanging out with you too! I am really looking forward to seeing you all again. The three people who were there when I made my announcement looked physically wounded when I told them. I really do like my job. Rosie said I totally ruined her day--like three times. I told her that if there were more hours in a day, I would work there just for the fun of it (and the continued discount, I suppose). She said I should stop with the sarcasm. I explained that I wasn't really being sarcastic. I hadn't had time to hate my job, or working in general, since I hadn't done it for 13 years. I really do like being with people. But this was never something I intended to be a career. Sure, I could fast track it with my management education background, but then I would have to work more than 20 hours a week, and not from 7-1 Monday through Friday. People complain about my "sweet schedule."

Look at all that I wrote. I must be avoiding what I really need to do. Better get to it. Keep moving forward and the light will grow brighter.

8 comments:

Kim and family said...

I have worked at the school all week. I am reminded why I don't want to do it full time with 5 kids at home. And I know all too well about the ignoring the calling of the household neccessaries. My laundry is piling up and I have a large capacity front loader that works beautifully but that doesn't mean that everything gets done. Oh well. I hope everything straightens out and turns right side up for you soon.
Lots of Love!!!!

The Woodward Family said...

I had the same thing happen to my washer a few years back...i had to drain in with a cup...in the middle of January...outside...I'm suprised I lived thru it...It would have been easier to just by new clothes...

Janika said...

I wrung out the clothes that were in it. They are now in a load at the neighbor's house. The drum is still full of water. Mike suggested letting Isaac experiment with physics by trying to siphon it out with a garden hose. I think I remember my dad doing that in our parents machine at least once.

Anonymous said...

Woo Hoo now I can ask you if you're feeling ok, with two entries in one week I worry.

Janika said...

I just want to keep you guessing Mas. Don't get lazy and think you don't need to check Jans' blog because she never posts--you might have already missed 3!

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Janika said...

Thats what I get for letting Thomas comment. He brought in all the riff-raff. Devanie, How do you delete comments?

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