Sunday, February 27, 2011

Unicorns and Pixie Dust

Ahh, Inklingers, I'm hoping right now that you all aren't hating me. I have been majorly MIA lately, yes, but it's all for a good reason. Yeah, yeah, I know what you're thinking- excuses are like..... yeah, we won't finish that one. But for today, I'm going to do an update post- Tatted Mom style of course, and then fingers crossed will be back to my regular blogging schedule after this. I have missed the blogging world; writing and getting my views out there, reading the blogs I follow regularly, everything. The withdrawals have been horrible....

But now I'm feeling fine; took my hit of the blogging world. Ahhhh, feels like unicorns and pixie dust...

So anyway, an update post, Tatted Mom style. I guess I'll start by thanking 'Motorola', who, by my calculation is probably the house across the street and to the left, on the corner, because, without their unsecured internet connection (that we can only pick up in the front left corner of my house- my bedroom, yay!), this blog post (and probably future ones for a while) wouldn't be possible. So, thank you 'Motorola'. Your signal might be 'low' to 'very low' most days, but it's enough for me to keep my readers happy, and keep me from paying for internet at the moment. A huge help. I'll bake you cookies once I get my first paycheck.

I've been in South Carolina now for 2 1/2 weeks. Many days I've smacked myself in the forehead wondering why the hell I came back here. Then, there are days when I'm really good. I do have some amazing things coming up for me, but not only that, I've finally taken control of my life for once and made positive things happen. Let's concentrate on those, as I'm getting back to that positive, optimistic person...

  • I have already found a job. Not only that, it's one that I love, that I know, at the pay I asked for, has benefits for whenever my divorce is final, and that I shouldn't have been hired back at. Nope, not going back to work at the tattoo shop, I got my job back as a photography studio manager. I worked this job 2 years ago, at a shop here in town, quit with no notice, and was told I was not rehireable. Well, the position opened up in the town next to us (about a 40 minute commute one way each day), in a larger volume store, which means no boredom for me, and bigger bonuses. So, I played my hand, and the new district manager loved me. We're waiting on my background check now, and my drug test, and then I'll start a small training process, and be let run free to run a portrait studio. Hmmm, so, now's the time that I should be really happy no one has ever actually committed me, and that I should be proud I'm a goodie two-shoes, right? Right, I just hate waiting for these pre-employment screenings. It's like, if they really knew who I was, I would just be hired. I'm probably one of the only people out there who would piss negative numbers for the appearance of drugs. The tech would look at me and say, 'Did you not go through your partying stage after high school? No college experimentation stage? Nothing?' Nope, not Momma Morgan...
  • I managed to find a beast of a car, bought it, and still have money left over to live off of until my first paycheck comes through in a few weeks. It's a 1987 Jeep Cherokee. Yeah, you read that right- 1987. My car has legwarmers, MC Hammer pants, and a side ponytail- hells yeah. I've wanted an old school Jeep since I was a little kid, so I was stoked when I found this one. The car thing has been a huge headache since I got here (maybe an appropriate post for my other blog), but when I saw that one for sale on Craig's List, I had to have it. Bright red, only 180,000 miles, I took a mechanic friend with me to check it out, and he majorly approved. So I'm now driving around town in a metal box with wheels. Doesn't sound appealing, but for those that know me, this car fits me pretty damn well. And I can run things over with it; big things, like, oh, two door Honda cars, 4 door Lexus cars... all hypothetical of course. Not that I have anything in particular in mind......
  • My kids seem to be adjusting well to their school, have friends, and are doing well with this huge change. All a momma could ask for right now. Well, except for the attitude from my soon to be 9 year old daughter (who acts like she's 15). But, I'm so fired up about dealing with her as a single mom, that I'm making that into an entire post. I guess I should be happy. The headaches my kids give me as a newly single mom, make for great writing/reading material for Inklings. Someone please remind me of that when I'm banging my head against the wall, or have locked myself in my room (much like this morning) to get some Mommy Time.
  • I've found out who my friends are, and I couldn't be happier. I knew I'd have a support system when I got back here, but it's truly been more than I could have imagined. On a regular basis my house is either filled with love and laughter, or my phone is constantly blowing up with the same. I am loved here, and it's been a huge help for when the bullshit of this town rains down on me at times.
  • I'm beginning to find myself, and let me tell you, she is this hot (I give credit to my anti-wrinkle cream I started using on my 30th birthday), confident, laughing, radiating bitch (in a good way), who stands up for herself and remains strong. When I left this town 6 months ago, I was far from that. I played into the drama, cried my eyes out just about every night, and was always worrying. Yes, I've cried since I've been here, had my feelings hurt a time or two, but the girl that left here is not the woman that returned. And, this bitch is here to stay. I can't go back to the person I was, and those who truly care about me would smack me upside the head if I attempted to. 
Have I had some shit occur since I've been back in this town? Yep, sure have. The drama slapped me in the face pretty much as soon as I got off the plane. But, I handled it like an adult, and it hasn't been as bad as it was when I left. Maybe it's only taken 2 1/2 weeks for this town to see that it isn't wearing me down this time.

And, the kids both got sick pretty much immediately after arriving here. Going from dry, hot, Arizona to wet, cold South Carolina gave both my kids the flu (Z and I only got a touch of it, knock on wood). So, they've been out of school some days already, battling a fever and nasty cough. But things will get to normal here soon.

Fingers crossed I'm getting a washing machine today, too. Wooo hooo! Pretty much the last piece to my home puzzle for the moment (well, a dryer would be nice, too). I still have some boxes to unpack, some decorating to do, and then figuring out a place for everything in the closets. But it's coming together, and I'm starting to see 'my house'. Thank goodness, because what I've been seeing since I moved in has caused some painful memories to resurface (long story short- I'm living in a house I'm getting in the divorce). 

For those that saw the post earlier, thanks for becoming a follower, but if you all missed it, I have a personal diary blog over at The Diary of a Tatted Mom. Seriously, craziness reigns over there, so enter at your own risk, but I promise you'll enjoy every minute of it!!

Off to update the other blog, get another hit of the blogging world today so I can feel like unicorns and pixie dust again. This hit was amazing, but I need more....




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3 comments:

  1. Glad you're back. I hope your transition goes as smooth as a transition can possibly go. :)

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  2. Sounds like things are coming together. Aren't those wrinkle creams great:)

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