Wow. I am not sure whether to be ecstatic or mildly annoyed. We are having yet another showing today (good thing), but we just got called at 11:30 am to advise us there is a showing at 1:00 pm today (very short notice=bad thing). We were supposed to be given 24 hours notice minimum for showings so we could pick up the house and arrange to have all eight of us living here up and ready to leave before the potential buyers get here. Also, only persons who are pre-qualified or pre-approved for a loan are supposed to be getting showings for the house, and yet the one that was here yesterday was not pre-anything!
I guess Donnie. Giovanni and I are going to walk up to Staffmark so he can update his drug screening to see if they have any temp jobs he can work while we are waiting for the house to sell. This house had better sell quickly, because I am most definitely ready to move on.
Oh, and we are still in the midst of packing and sorting everything in the house. I never realized how much stuff we have. It amazes me when I go through things and realize how much I had bought while working 16 hour shifts at the police department, and never used them, or even took them out of the box. I found that I have 2 or 3 of some items, none of which have ever been opened. Once I'm done sorting and packing, I may never need to buy deodorant, shampoo, razors, razor blades or batteries again! Well, at least not for the next year or two.
Anyhow, I am off of here for now so that I can get dressed, get Giovanni dressed, pick up in both bedrooms, find shoes, get the stroller out, prepare the diaper bag, make bottles for Giovanni and get a ice cold bottled water ready for me, put Gio in the stroller, and head out the door, all within the next hour.
I love you all and just keep your fingers crossed this house sells quickly! I am, in my opinion anyway, going slowly insane with each passing day!
Monday, June 16, 2008
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It's called Its Lissas World. It's like a forum, like on MYB, but it is strictly my channel. Meaning I am the admin. HeeHeeHee... Check it out. K?
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Sunday, June 15, 2008
Feeling Renewed
Well, I had officially, in my mind, reached rock bottom yesterday. Still reeling from my car being repossessed, I felt myself spiraling out of control into a fit of self pity and depression. I decided, however, that I don't want to feel like that anymore.
I realized, when I started thinking about things, that I have let myself go. I am no longer any part of who I used to be. While I loved my job at the Police Department as a dispatcher, I hate what it has done to my body. Working 12-16 hours a day 5 days a week, I didn't have time to actually take care of myself, and I have gained almost 120 pounds since I started working there in 2004. It is time I take my life back. I am starting by getting more exercise. For the last 3 days, I have gone out and walked around the block, or farther, with Donnie and Giovanni at least once a day. That is phase 1 of my plan. I want to start walking, riding my bike (once I get a new one. My old one got lost a while back.), working out on my Total Gym and with my free weights, and eventually get a YMCA membership for Donnie, Giovanni and me so that I can use the rest of their weights and their pool for strength training and toning. While I am not going to change my "diet", I am going to start limiting how much I eat, and break things down into more frequent, smaller meals, which should help boost my metabolism, which is nearly non-existent at this point. I am tired of the lazy slob I have turned into. I am tired of looking in the mirror and seeing the real me, the thinner me, trapped inside, suffocating under all the fat. It is time I take my life back.
I am looking to the future with a renewed sense of hope and anticipation. While I know things will be tough at first, leaving almost everyone and everything I have ever known to pack up and move out of state where the only people I know are Donnie, Giovanni and a few members of Donnie's family, I feel it is the fresh start I need. My friends and family can still come see me, but we won't be around each other 24/7, which will make us appreciate what time we do have together. They will also be able to see the changes in me more profoundly, since they won't be around me every single day.
Getting healthier has long been a goal of mine, but now I am making it a priority. I have a son to think about, and he needs a healthy, happy Mom. If I ever want to have my daughter, whose name I have already chosen and first outfit I already have bought, then I need to lose weight and get healthier, because otherwise I will have another rough pregnancy, and may not be as lucky as I was with Giovanni.
Also, once our house is sold, and we buy our new place and get everything we need to, and hide money away in the bank for a rainy day, I want to get a tattoo kit and a professional cake decorating kit. Donnie and I both want to learn to do tattoos, though mine would be purely for hobby only. I also want to look to making a part time career out of doing professional cake decorating (for Birthdays, weddings, etc.) to bring in extra income. Cake decoration is something I do have experience with, and since I wouldn't be using ice cream cakes, like I did at DQ, I wouldn't need to feel as rushed and can actually take the time to enjoy it again like I used to when I helped my Mom do it.
So here is a toast to Today. Today is the start of all my tomorrows.
I realized, when I started thinking about things, that I have let myself go. I am no longer any part of who I used to be. While I loved my job at the Police Department as a dispatcher, I hate what it has done to my body. Working 12-16 hours a day 5 days a week, I didn't have time to actually take care of myself, and I have gained almost 120 pounds since I started working there in 2004. It is time I take my life back. I am starting by getting more exercise. For the last 3 days, I have gone out and walked around the block, or farther, with Donnie and Giovanni at least once a day. That is phase 1 of my plan. I want to start walking, riding my bike (once I get a new one. My old one got lost a while back.), working out on my Total Gym and with my free weights, and eventually get a YMCA membership for Donnie, Giovanni and me so that I can use the rest of their weights and their pool for strength training and toning. While I am not going to change my "diet", I am going to start limiting how much I eat, and break things down into more frequent, smaller meals, which should help boost my metabolism, which is nearly non-existent at this point. I am tired of the lazy slob I have turned into. I am tired of looking in the mirror and seeing the real me, the thinner me, trapped inside, suffocating under all the fat. It is time I take my life back.
I am looking to the future with a renewed sense of hope and anticipation. While I know things will be tough at first, leaving almost everyone and everything I have ever known to pack up and move out of state where the only people I know are Donnie, Giovanni and a few members of Donnie's family, I feel it is the fresh start I need. My friends and family can still come see me, but we won't be around each other 24/7, which will make us appreciate what time we do have together. They will also be able to see the changes in me more profoundly, since they won't be around me every single day.
Getting healthier has long been a goal of mine, but now I am making it a priority. I have a son to think about, and he needs a healthy, happy Mom. If I ever want to have my daughter, whose name I have already chosen and first outfit I already have bought, then I need to lose weight and get healthier, because otherwise I will have another rough pregnancy, and may not be as lucky as I was with Giovanni.
Also, once our house is sold, and we buy our new place and get everything we need to, and hide money away in the bank for a rainy day, I want to get a tattoo kit and a professional cake decorating kit. Donnie and I both want to learn to do tattoos, though mine would be purely for hobby only. I also want to look to making a part time career out of doing professional cake decorating (for Birthdays, weddings, etc.) to bring in extra income. Cake decoration is something I do have experience with, and since I wouldn't be using ice cream cakes, like I did at DQ, I wouldn't need to feel as rushed and can actually take the time to enjoy it again like I used to when I helped my Mom do it.
So here is a toast to Today. Today is the start of all my tomorrows.
Monday, June 2, 2008
Tired of the Games
Have you ever had someone that was, in one way or another, a part of your life, no matter how you feel about it? I am in this situation now. There is someone, that I honestly detest, that has weaseled their way into my life, for better or for worse, and he refuses to leave.
This person, who we shall call Laymond Leed, has decided that a certain family member of mine is pretty much his property. If she so much as talks about any other male aquaintance she knows, he gets extremely jealous, throws a temper tantrum, and walks out, then blames her for his temper. Laymond also tends to be a complete ass to everyone else in the household, but then gets upset if someone disagrees with him or shares their honest opinion of him.
It truly infuriates me when he makes comments about my family, especially me, then doesn't have the balls enough to confront me with the shit he is talking. Laymond Leed is truly a coward and an ass.
Now, I am no expert, however I was trained by the largest P.D. in our area on how to recognize abusive behavior. Laymond is an abuser if I have EVER seen one! He claims to "wrestle" with my family member, and she has huge bruises all over her arms and legs, but yet she falls back into her typical victim routine that she used to use 15 years ago with the last jackass that beat on her and says "Oh, he didn't mean to." or "We were just playing around. It isn't really THAT bad." I'm sorry, but Charles Manson is his fucking idol! Does that not throw up a red flag to anyone else?
He has been married several times, and each time the woman has left him. Half of his own children won't associate with him, and apologize for his behavior when we bring it up to them.
This Laymond Leed needs to be stopped. Whether she finally wises up and kicks his ass to the curb or not, he WILL be going away soon. No one can stand him, it's just that I'm the most vocal about it. Other people are afraid to say anything for fear of retaliation, not only by him, but by our family member whom, in one breath says she knows he isn't "the one" but that he is "Mr. Right Now", then in the next breath says how she loves him and wants to have him with her all the time.
She needs a reality check, and he needs an attitude check.
This person, who we shall call Laymond Leed, has decided that a certain family member of mine is pretty much his property. If she so much as talks about any other male aquaintance she knows, he gets extremely jealous, throws a temper tantrum, and walks out, then blames her for his temper. Laymond also tends to be a complete ass to everyone else in the household, but then gets upset if someone disagrees with him or shares their honest opinion of him.
It truly infuriates me when he makes comments about my family, especially me, then doesn't have the balls enough to confront me with the shit he is talking. Laymond Leed is truly a coward and an ass.
Now, I am no expert, however I was trained by the largest P.D. in our area on how to recognize abusive behavior. Laymond is an abuser if I have EVER seen one! He claims to "wrestle" with my family member, and she has huge bruises all over her arms and legs, but yet she falls back into her typical victim routine that she used to use 15 years ago with the last jackass that beat on her and says "Oh, he didn't mean to." or "We were just playing around. It isn't really THAT bad." I'm sorry, but Charles Manson is his fucking idol! Does that not throw up a red flag to anyone else?
He has been married several times, and each time the woman has left him. Half of his own children won't associate with him, and apologize for his behavior when we bring it up to them.
This Laymond Leed needs to be stopped. Whether she finally wises up and kicks his ass to the curb or not, he WILL be going away soon. No one can stand him, it's just that I'm the most vocal about it. Other people are afraid to say anything for fear of retaliation, not only by him, but by our family member whom, in one breath says she knows he isn't "the one" but that he is "Mr. Right Now", then in the next breath says how she loves him and wants to have him with her all the time.
She needs a reality check, and he needs an attitude check.
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