Excuse me, you're doing what with my position????

Well let's see, where to begin with my crappy week....

Granny has informed us that she wants to move back to Illinois, and has contacted the townhomes she used to work for, and they'd be happy to have her back and have her live on site. So apparently Bobby and I are making a trip to Illinois before Aug is out.

Next, Dad is not doing well not that that is a big shock, but apparently his lungs are calcifying, and he is slowly suffocating to death. He went to a pulmonologist on Fri and we're waiting for the results of his lung ct to tell us how bad it is. With Granny moving, mom and dad can't stay in the house my aunt bought and mom rents. ( Not that dad could do the stairs anyway) So they are looking for somewhere to move to. Apparently dad's disability has also run out, so that finally explains why mom has been trying to force me to move back in with them. Ha.. don't think so! She is still being pissy about using the escort which I drove for a year when I moved here, and have even driven between the mustang accident and my surgery, but for some reason suddenly they don't want me to drive, still forcing me to live with them durring the week in order to get a ride to work!

Speaking of work.. the assholes... friday before I left, I got called into the office to be told that my specialist position is being eliminated, and since there isn't a specialist position open I need to pick another dept. at lower pay! I have to say this is the last straw!!!!! I'm seriously looking for a better job now. Not that mom is letting me use the car if I were to get an interview!!!! UGH!

So now, the only good thing about my week... it's the weekend, I'm at home with my Bobby, I love you baby!!!!

On With The changes...

Wow, ok so 2 days back to work now, and I've found out 3 dept mgrs are gone, not that they are in any hurry to replace them... stupid payroll crap... and 5 of our executives are leaving. That's half baby. AND the AP Team Lead asked me if I'd be interested in transferring to AP. It'd be a pay raise... so um YEAH! Not to mention I'd have to be plain clothes, no more red and khaki!

Still stuck at mom's. She still refuses to let me use her car. Go figure. The second I can afford another one, you can bet I'm home for good. I get to see my house on the weekends when Bobby and I stay there. Wish our work schedules were such that he could take me to work, and I wouldn't have to deal with this at all. We've started scouting for houses to rent as well. Trying to decide what part of town would be best for our commutes.

Please Just Let Me get back to work!

Here I am still waiting for my damn doctor to get in touch with work so I can go back! I can't afford to be sitting around all the time! (Not that I'm not using the time to apply for better paying jobs) but still! Here it is July 12th and I basically haven't worked in about a month because of this whole throat thing! Not that the pain from it has completely gone away yet either. I'm still not able to swallow most foods yet, but working on it.

It was Nascar Sunday here at my house... and as Bobby is a diehard Jr. fan, you can imagine the excitement around here when he won! (Though I do agree with Judy regarding the final caution flag and who whould've won if it hadn't taken place)

I swear Bobby's truck hates him at times.. It's like he gets one thing fixed and then the next day something else pops up! Now the automatic choke is sticking so that sometimes it will idle correctly and others it just dies on ya. To which Bobby has to get out, open the hood, fiddle with the damn thing a couple times and then we can go just fine.

My Life to the tune of the 12 days of christmas...

Ok here I am FINALLY back in my own home!!!!!! So I've decided to adapt the 12 days of Christmas to the events of my life recently...

12 Days Recovering
11 times I begged my mother to take me home
10 sets of blood cultures drawn in the hospital
9 diffrent bottles of crap the dr tried first
8 days after surgery I got released from the hospital
7 nurse call buttons to get them in once
6 days on a morphine drip
5 IV sites
4 times I've managed to swallow food
3 place Joey Miller took last night (glad I could watch for you J)
2 items left untouched in my house
and a Marriage Proposal in the middle of the night!

Ok so to make some sense of that... I had the surgery, went home couldn't even drink water. Went to the ER by 6am, got told I was dehydrated severly, given iv fluids and anti biotics, They wanted to admit me, but the idiot ENT I have told them to send me home with liquid pain killers. Went home that afternoon, spent the entire night spitting up blood and crap called the dr wed morn, went in to see him, and he finally said I needed to be admitted. In the hospital I was put on continual IV fluids and given Morphine once an hour. They did a CT scan and a major infection in my throat. I spent 6 days on fluids and morphine, all in all having 5 iv sites! My car is still at a body shop in MO, so with Bobby's truck on the blitz, I had no way to get around, and my mother refused to take me home!!! In fact whilel I was in the hospital, my mother took my house keys, all my money and helped herself to go through my entire house!!! Can we say... WTF??????????!!!!!! I seriously think the only things untouched in my house was my shampoo and a candle on my entertainment center! Hello she took ALL of my work clothes to her house! Thank heavens Bobby got his truck working again, we've been going crazy not seeing each other like we're used to. It was just horrible only getting to see him for tiny bits while I was in the hospital. So last night Bobby rescued me, we went to karaoke where he sang kick ass I might add! We danced to the slow songs, I love the way he dances with me. His eyes never leave mine. My heart does little flip flops cause he brushes his fingers over my cheeks or my hair and he gives me little kisses on my forehead if I rest my head on his shoulder. So on to my excitement... not that we're mentioning it to our families for quite a while... around 3 am this morning with his hands shaking as he kissed my hand, I asked him what he was thinking. He had this scared/nervous eyes misty weird look on his face. Finally he pulled me close, and asked... "Would you marry me?" I think I was sure I was dreaming again.... It took me a second to register it... and I was like.. Did you just ask me what I think you did?????? He said... yes I did. OMG OMG OMG!!!!! I began balling and said yes! I know it's going to seem really soon. We're not setting a date for quite some time. I asked him what brought him to it, and you know it's like this... we've both been in long term relationships. We each have a child. But most of all neither of us have eer felt like this ever. You know what he answered me with? He said it's the way I love him and show him I love him. That he looks forward and can't picture not having me beside him when he's 80. And I feel the same way.