Friday is the best day of the week, I will run like crazy sometimes trying to get everything done, but then the weekend is here, my husband is home to help with little miss, and it's just good. I love the Sabbath.
Sara has a new habit. Saying "Oh my gaaaawd", when she is frustrated. I don't like that, you know, because of one of the commandments, and I have no idea where it come from. She come back from my mother-in-law saying that last week...but my MIL does not seem to say that. Now she says that in her sleep (when she needs to go potty). It's actually funny, if it wasn't so disrespectful. It's hard to keep from laughing at a 19 month old saying that with great emphasis. I'm kind of waiting and seeing what to do. Maybe she will forget about it in a couple weeks? hoping.
Business is starting to open in a whole bunch of possibilities. One of the local hospitals wants to put me on their staff, and then they would let me see my patients independently. That means I'll do my own billing, but on the other hand I can charge as much as I want and don't have to pay lease/rent. So I'm thinking to open my schedule 1 or 2 half days there. Of course, there is a whole application process (why do they charge $200 for me to apply for a staff position?), and I have to order a sound booth. The hospital has a nursing home next door and I'm already negotiating a contract with their administrator. It seems that it will work, maybe 2 evenings a month. I'm also applying for a part-time (2 days a week) job on an ENT's office. The salary is not great, but from what I heard there's a commission of gross sales, and I'd love, love being in the "fast lane" again if you know what I mean. Two days a week would be perfect for that. It would still give me enough Sara time and a good income. Maybe. Maybe I'll freak out before I have to leave her with someone else. Who knows?
House hunting it's a nightmare. Found a house I loved, lost it because of an incompetent real estate agent (that was looking after her own self/commission). Then everything else seems so tiny or ugly, or in the flood zone. And none in the right location. I just wish the Lord will send me a vision, a dream or a letter saying: move here! This is my choice for you. Sometimes He doesn't work that way. Gotta learn to listen to his gentle voice in the small day to day events.
Summer is over, I can't believe it. Tessa will be back in school and busy, we can expect some fight in court in the next few months (from her mom who just try to annoy as much as she can). Not looking forward to that, but I know who we have on our side, a powerful God.
Summer leaves the memory of spending time with my Grandma, that was great. She is back at home and her diabetes is still controlled with the diet she started here. Hipertension is not so great, and she refuses to drink the amount of water she needs to lower it, or to go out and exercise. I understand though. She is 82 and the bathroom is a far away land.
Marriage is great. Hoping all my friends and family would have a good relationship in their life. My husband, let me say, it's the best. I love being married to him, and I can't wait for the next 50 years! Yeah, this is what living happily ever after is.
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