I got my nails put back on. I realize it's very much a UT thing and I swore I wouldn't do it, but there is something satisfyng about having arylic nails and never worrying about polish. Of course, there are the every other week fills, but still.........and no one gives a back scratch like I do now. It's nice to be needed for something.
Luka has been home over a month now. He has applied for several jobs to no avail. From the feedback we have gotten, there have been so many people apply (over 300 applicants for one position), that there seems to be no wiggle room for the HR departments to allow exceptions to the interviewing process. Just tells you how bad the market is out there. Bad. He might have to just do school fulltime and let Mom and Dad help. I hope he has some nice parents.
I'm having a hard time getting up and going to the gym. Last year? NOTHING would have interefered with my two a day workouts. Now.....I am letting any tiny little thing serve as an excuse to stay in my bed. Okay, I think the reasons are valid, but still. This is not like me. And right now, I kinda don't care. Sad. Even more sad when March 6th comes around and I can't show myself on the beach. I need to get that caring feeling back.
Watching all the news about the huge snowstorms in the east and am thanking my lucky stars that I don't live there. The footage looks SO depressing. I'm cold just seeing all that snow. I feel bad for the people that live there and are getting slammed with this blizzard. It seems as the day goes on, it is getting more and more dangerous. Hoping all my bloggy friends out there stay safe. You know who you are. YOU!
Valentine's Day is Sunday. I haven't every really been super fond of the holiday, but this year, I am kinda of excited. No special reason. Splenda and I aren't the type to go crazy and gah gah, so there's nothing super exciting to look forward. Dinner Friday night with our bonco friends, and that's it. I think as I age, I find it easier to be content. I think that is a good place to be.
I always joked that I couldn't wait to be 50. My kids would be grown, grandkids would be on the way, and Splenda and I would have more time to travel and play. However, now at 43, I find I am pretty darn happy right now. Kids are mostly grown, Sissy is a big part of our lives, and while we both still find work to be full time and demanding, we do have the opportunity to play alot. I think I have learned to love the stage I'm in. Stop looking forward so much and enjoy the here and now. Too bad it took my until age 43.
Luka just offered to go pick up Chili's for lunch. Using his own gift card. What a great kid! I hope he remembers that he's going to be broke pretty soon. Anyone know of a job opening for a 21 year old return LDS missionary, who speaks fluent Spanish and trying to start from scratch?