but as I opened up the browser Tweenzilla flung her body on the floor to the right of me with much weeping, wailing and gnashing of teeth (can't take all the Mormon out of the girl now, can we) because she doesn't GET her math homework and how could her math teacher EXPECT her to do all of THIIIIIIIIS WAAAAAAH. She was shrieking right into my ear and it was all I could do not to give her a big wet willy. Because I'm just as mature as she is, I guess.
Sigh.
So anyway, age twelve is a blast.
At least her feet are still adorable.
The house is coming along. I think. We're having typical issues with the mortgage company, things you would probably expect in this kind of economy. Requests for paperwork from eight years ago (I shit you not), and me having to practically process the loan myself since our processor doesn't know anything about VA loans. I have pulled up underwriting guidelines and today finally got a big HUD mess fixed that the processor claimed she could do nothing about. Unfortunately for her, I used to do this kind of thing for a living before I took a job where I leave work every day with someone else's bodily fluids splashed all over me. They started wrapping the house in styrofoam today (is this why my utility bills are like a million dollars in the summer? shouldn't we be using something more effective than Big Gulp containers to wrap our homes in when we live in the desert?) so I think we'll be closing in the next 45-60 days. I haven't started packing yet, because I'm still a little nervous about a last-minute "just kidding, no house for you" e-mail, but I'm feeling better about it. May just start packing up the jeans I have hanging in the closet that haven't fit me since I gave birth to Tweenzilla.
Here's the garage today.
I have one week left of the current RN-BSN class that I'm taking, some Ethical Something-or-other in Health Care class, and then I have a whole two weeks off, which I am very excited about because I will need that time to study for the most horrible test imaginable, the RNC exam for NICU nurses. It's a test that certifies me as an "expert" in my field and is supposed to be some kind of honorable thing to take, but since I'm completely overwhelmed with the material and have so much left to study, I'm wondering why I did this to myself, especially since passing it doesn't equate to extra pay. Being a nurse also means constantly trying to keep up with all the info around you, and working toward bettering your profession, but I question why that has to mean memorizing 936 pages of the following:
Wish me luck.
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