It has been ages since my last post. We are no longer in beatiful South West Florida and though the weather is cooler and dreary here, I like it. My other half is not so sure he likes it but he either will or not, as time passes. We are couped up in this shoe box we are renting which is 980 sq ft compared to our more than 2400 sq ft home. It is very stressfull all of our life is in boxes in the garage and know one knows what box has what in it.

I am going to try to find something biger for us to rent for a while in hopes that it will take some of the stress out of our lives, we can get a little settled in anyway.

I never imagined it would be like this up North. I can't believe I like it! From what I have hear from people in the stores and on the news they are having an unseasonably warm winter. I would like to think I brought the warm weather with me .

Well, my children have taken to the move rather well and I am doing better than my husband could have ever hoped. I had a great job interview today and hope to hear back on it tomorrow.

My Realtor advised me that I had a showing on my house down home the day after Christmas and they have requested a second showing for next week. I hope it goes well and we get an offer, then I won't have to worry about the job search.

Well for now, I am staying warm and am happy! Happy New Year to All!

It is 20 min until 1:00 AM and I have to work in the morning. Since my husband left sleep is hard to come by and even at that it takes drugs. I have successfully packed all of his things and the vast majority of mine. I am almost done with laundry and don't know what to do with myself. I have a ton of packing yet to do but the children are sleeping and I don't want to wake them.

I spoke with my husband tonight and he is freezing; expecting snow tomorrow. Meanwhile I sit here with the air-conditioning set on 76 and sweating from running up and down the steps. I am exhausted and I look like I'm 40 between lack of sleep and smoking like a chimny since he left. So much for quiting before I left to go up there!

I am so sick with an awful cough and some really discusting crap comes up when I cough. We have a "thing" going around our area right now that the snow birds broght in and apparently it is so bad it was the Top Story on our local news. I guess nothing is going on in our tri-county area tonight. I need a day with no children to lay in bed and try to sleep in hopes that I am just so wore out that I can't fight this guk I have. My Mother-in-Law has it too but she is much worse, her Dr. told her she has a touch of phenumona and bronchatis. My children are both ill as well and, God bless Mother-in-law, she thinks I need to stay home with the baby in the morning. He is not that bad and I can't miss work.

The boss's wife and the book keeper are going on a trip and neither of them will be in tomorrow. I would guess if I called in they would probably let me go, since I have already given my notice. I have a pretty good feeling that about the last week I am there the new guy I have been training is going to catch what ever it is I have and he will be out for a while. I find it funny that our "all girl" office execpt for the President of the company and the construction superintendnet has for the second time replaced me with a man. What is up with that? We had men interview for other positions in the office before and they discarded the resumes beacuse they did not want a man in the office. Hum. I wonder.

New guy is doing ok. This is the end of his third week and he is doing alright. He needs to learn how to talk to customers and the service technicians and he needs to learn fast. I have already had complaints on him that he has made customers angry and unfortunately I knew they were coming before they called. THIS ISN'T NEW YORK! None-the-less, I decided not to mention thoes calls to anyone in hopes that he "gets it" soon.

Sitting in a chair telling someone what to do and where to find stuff all day long makes for a very long day. My last day is just before Christmas and I hope I make it that long and don't die of bordem. Today I did a lot of work for him while he was stuffing envelopes for me, made me feel better and the afternoon went by rather quickly. I guess I will be spending the next three weeks organizing dead files in a room as big as a powder bath with no air-conditioning and no fewer than 50 spiders. Not too big on spiders. I guess it is something to do. Last time I left the company I had all these files done and then when I came back it was like they were never in order. I can only hope that this time they stay organized or that I don't have to come back here and ask for my job back and it won't matter.

Funny, my boss loves me and his wife told me if I have to come back they would give me my job back. My boss told me I was on "the three strike rule". I wonder what that was all about? I think he is a little bent because the new receptionist, who will have her 1 year anniversary with the company on January 4th, still can't type his correspondence. The other day he gave her one and then asked me to go get it from her and get it out ASAP. It took me 7 min to do it, get it executed and out of the office and he told me she had already had it for over 20 min. I hope that is what his problem is.

Well here it is 1:00, I think I am going to fold the clothes in the dryer and put myself to bed. Mr. Sandman 1056 in 30 min....

So follow up to the other night, it lasted about an hour and a half. Things at home are back to where they should be, but it seems everything can't all be good at the same time.

Work is BAD. The new guy is rubbing on my last nerve. I can't stand someone who does not know anything about anything telling me what a good job I am doing. If I didn't do a good job I wouldn't be here to train this loser! So he is making me crazy. He is slow on the computer but says he types 80 wpm. He is awful on the telephone and this morning one of my techs called me with a complaint a homeowner made against him. She said he was rude. When I was listening to the conversation he had with this women I was thinking the same thing. Then he called one of the service guys and was rude to him too. He said "I don't mean to break-your-balls but you need to get your list for me now please." What the heck kind of language is that to use the first time you talk to someone? Who does he think he is to mandate they do anything now? I would never treat any of the guys like that I have worked with them for years! OMG!!!!

If this guy does not work out I am shooting myself in the foot. If I let these things go then when I leave and the company finds out how he handles people/customers/technicians they are going to let him go and they will be SOL. Rock Hard Place . I really like the people I work for and I would not want to screw them over, even if I don't plan to ever come back.

Boy oh Boy. My husband could tell me how to handel this but I don't think I want to mention it to him. If anyone has suggestions; I am tired of blogging to myself, I would love to hear them.

Well, it came to blows again. I tried to have a conversation and it became a confrentation and he finally said it. "I don't care how you feel or your point of view, because it is not important to me." "You are making problems where there are none." Am I the only one who sees a problem just in that first statement alone.

Back to sell the house split the money and be done. I wonder how long it will last this time. I am tired of being here.

The count down has begun. Well I signed off quickly last night after hearing a frightning conversation my husband was having on the telephone. He finally gave me the oportunity to talk to him last night and do you know I could not tell him the things that I wanted to..... I am so mad at myself. He thinks I am misplacing my anger on him when he truly is the source of it. I know if I tell him why I am mad he will turn it around on me or call me selfish. All I want to do is keep the peace and say my peace; but there is no such thing with him. My husband is not an understanding person, he has no emotion and no tolerance for thoes who do. (That would be me.) Without compassion he could never listen to what is bothering me for the last two years and use it constructively.

Frustration is my middle name.

I have been filling out job applications, to have a job lined up for when the children and I move up North. With my qualifications doing exactly what I am doing now, the top of the range for pay up there is $14.00 an hour. I can't remember the last time I made that little. The whole reason I have to work is to support our mortgage down here and at that rate I don't see it happening. I talked to a lawn maint. guy today and he refered me to a pool service guy and all I could think the whole time we were talking was ... $14.00 an hour. We are increasing our bills so we can move and though the cost of living up there is nothing compared to here our income is going to be a lot less too! Math was never my strong suit but even I see where this is headed.

Again, frustrated.

I am training the new guy to take over for me here. Best I can tell he is really nice and very smart but way exagerated his skills on his application. A little frustraighting for me. He is catching on quickly however, so now I have to worry about them letting me go sooner than they made me promise to stay until. They are very cheap and if they can let me go sooner and not have to pay me and him to do the same job then I feel confident they will. Scary. I only agreed to stay for them and I have to have the income to pay for my house... Vicious circle it seems.

It is Wednesday and the week is half over. Lovin' that. Today is the third day in a row that my husband has not called me. He does not see any problem with that. I told him it seemed like he was weening me out and he did not respond to that. I asked him how a conversation with his friend on the phone went from "are you having sex tonight,".. to "...did not mention it but she is having a going away party for me on Wednesday..." He did not answer that either. That is what I heard when I was blogging last night. Sent me over the edge. This girl is a women he works for and even though she has not givin him work in about a week he calls her and she calls him every day at least once. The other day he met with a fincial adviser and by the time I called him he had already called her and asked her what she thought about the guy said. Am I out of line to feel like my husband should have called me for my oppinion? I thought it was our future? I need happy pills.

Well I am going to go smoke a half a pack in the next 30 min before lunch time is over. If anyone reads this, please set me straight. It is easier to hear it from someone else and generally other people make more sense than my husband does.