Big Step

So here we are with some big things happening in our lives. We are celebrating 10 years of marriage this year, Cathi turns 35, we are set and ready for adoption, so what do we do? We spruce our lives up just a bit more. We got a new puppy, whom we just love. Smokey has been such a fun and sweet addition to our little family. He and Buddy actually get along and we love to watch them be rambunctious and play all over. On the couch, on the bed, all through the house, and yes, even on us. lol

Then as if a new puppy and the finding process of adoption, wasn't exciting enough we go and buy a house. We have been going through several months of landlord dislike. He would show up whenever he felt to work on trees hanging over the house or the tree leaning in the front yard, without notice. In the beginning of our tenancy, he would show up and put the water on in either the front or back yard. The random accessing of the back yard in particular really concerned us as we have a doggie door in the sliding glass door and the concern for our sweet Buddy escaping. We just couldn't have that. The final straw, that accelerated our desire to own, was the landlord, in our home, speculating Jake's honesty in reporting when the furnace filter had been changed. I mean, really?? THAT was it.

Now, we have moved out about 99% and just have the random tidbits and cleaning and we can FINALLY wash our hands of the whole place.

We have painted, planned, continue to plan, prep for gardening (in the ground, he he), and just can relax knowing this is ours (and the bank's) and that's all we have to answer to. It was so reassuring, when a dear sweet friend of ours came to us, asked if we would provide for her boxer, in the event something should happen to her current situation, and knowing we could help give her peace of mind being able to say very clearly, and without reservation, YES!! I checked with my landlord (Jake). Jake checked with his landlord (naturally, me) and without other hesitation, a profound, resounding YES was able to be said.

Though we are new and young in our home ownership, we can honestly sit back and say, "Ahhhhhh.......we love home ownership."

I Love My Job....I Love My Job......I Love My Job

The end of yet another month and no time to breathe.......no rest for the weary. I work in the Accounts Receivable department of an international uniform company. Luckily, times being what they are, there is no shortage of people to call and ask for payment. Unfortunately, times being what they are, it seems fewer and fewer of those people have the funds to shut me up. Not only do I already have plenty of people to call, but now I have a whole new group of customers to call. Nothing like job security......in a time like this, right?

Mind you, while I love the partners with whom I work and I enjoy the company for whom I work, this would not be my "career" of choice. Numbers hold my attention just long enough to get the bills paid. :-) How many of you feel the same way??

No...crunching numbers and hounding people for money is NOT in any way my career choice. Mom.....now there is THE job title I have ALWAYS wanted. There is no sweeter sound than a child calling out for mommy. Now that we are truly in the "waiting/finding" phase of adoption, we greatly anticipate the day when we will be called mommy and daddy. Not only is that the best job ever, but you never get to retire and you always have job security. In adition to that, the benefits do not compare to any other benefits I know of. Plus the pay and bonuses are mile above the rest.

Maybe then I really will love my job. LOL :-)