Up and Out

Blogspot.com just doesn't have enough to offer this girl right here, follow me over to www.meghebs.wordpress.com

Don't worry, it's just like myspace is not cool anymore, the party is at facebook, well same situation!

It's a work in progress, but it'll be worth it.

Careers and such

Gosh. When I was a child I wanted to be a teacher. Then an interior designer. Then a police officer. Then a probation officer.

And now at 23 I just don't know. I don't like working. I don't like earning a meager salary while others get rich with ho-hum ideas. Why can't I think of something grand?

I am a complete homebody. I don't much care for leaving my home. So, this really limits my options.

This week I'm thinking about farming. Seriously. I could be on my land, doing somethin', being active. Or having a little cafe. Except I only bake. So coffee and dessert. Could I make a living off of that? I don't know.

Yours Truly

How often are pictures of myself on my very own blog? Exactly. So, this one is purely of myself.


















That should hold us all over for the next 12-18 months.

Soreness

My legs are so unbelievably sore, it's unreal. First, it was my knees, then my hamstrings, and now the pain has traveled down a little bit to the back of my knees and still in the hamstrings. It feels like the area is bruised, or I am 100 years old, I dont know. I need new running shoes, and perhaps a heating pad.

My husband and I live in different states. I haven't seen him for 3 days, 20 days left. He is working in Colorado, I'll be there when our house closes on July 30th, or sooner if I find a job...or later if I don't find a job : /

I woke up Monday morning to dog diarrhea covering the living room floor. Day 1 of no Ian, and I get to clean that up. It was lovely. The house is a disaster. Honestly, you can't even imagine the state it's in. I have blankets covering the living room floor now to cover up diarrhea stains that I couldn't get out. Nate seems to like the blankets though.

And for something a little more 'from the heart,' I feel inadequate around my family. I love my family. I get along with them, but I've always been the odd-man out. I feel like my mom really compares us a lot...that's not the right explanation, but here is what happened last night. My mom, sister and I went to Gavin's 6th bday party at Chuck E. Cheese last night. My mom said something about my sister working more than me, yea she works 12 hour days. My sister is 18, she babysits. I work in an office 35 hours a week. Im cutting out a lot of details here, and I could totally be taking things personally, but this is just how I feel. So, great Emily works more than me, and Andy is going back to school so he is better than me too. Also, I have a bachelor's degree, my brother is 26 it's taken him about 10 years to finish school. But, she likes to throw that in there...he's nervous to start school. I bought a freakin' house, no recognition there?
I understand that I am an emotional mess, am moody and unpleasant, but I've always felt this way w/my mother. Andy can do no wrong because he is the first born, and her only boy, and Emily is an angel because she is the baby, and Megan, well she's moody and unpleasant.

What a homecoming!

I had a very successful trip to Colorado, and here is why:

I succeeded in NOT going out with (you know who you are)friends on Saturday night and drinking WAY too much, throwing up, and being hungover all day Sunday. I don't judge, I'm just glad it wasn't me.

I also succeeded in the real purpose of the trip (see previous post on the big secret)BUYING A HOME. If all goes well, Ian and I will be moving into our first home in Englewood, CO on July 30th.

I came home to 2 very nice things Monday after work. A clean (minus boxes, paint and furniture strewn about) home. Thank you Ian. I hate coming home to dishes in the sink, and there weren't any waiting for me.

And the best of all, was the red velvet cupcake waiting for me in the refrigerator from Tina...it was delicious, thank you so very much.

Mile High

I am in Colorado for the weekend, and I DEFINITELY got bumped up to first class on my flight out here.

I drink oh so rarely, so .5 glasses of wine in and I could barely feel my arms. 1.5 glasses was the total and I could barely make it on the train/tram deal and out for Kimmy to pick me up.

First class is SOOOOO the way to go.

Thank you United Airlines for overbooking my flight.

I CAN use a camera!

This is proof that I do occassionaly use a camera, I just don't know where the charger is, so I never upload the pictures. These are from OCTOBER 2008!














They didn't quite grasp the photo op here.


Not a self-portrait most would post, but my cat is so cute, how could I not?