It's Thursday, how y'all doing?

Hey y'all; Looks like I'll have an interview soon in Indiana. The guy finally called last night, but of course, I was at work. So I will call him today and see when I go. It sounded like he wants me to come next week, which would be over Thanksgiving. Guess I'll see. The editor said he'd hire me after the phone interview but of course he couldn't do that.

Tonight went well at work; I picked up food on the way into work and ate while I worked. Got done without any problems. So glad it's my weekend. Ready for a couple days off.

It's cooled off considerably. Feels like fall. Juliette is actually snuggling with me.

Well, what are y'all doing today? I'll check back later.

Good luck with the interview process. . .

In a word, BUSY is how I'm doing and speaking of which, I gotta run and get some research done here. . .

Have a great day everyone, peace and strength to those facing challenges, 3 come to mind, Nan, Nancy and Susan. . .  sending my love and positive healing thoughts for each of you!

Hugs, Laureen

 Hi eileen and other to Follow,
I cant wait to leave on Monday!!!!! I need to get out of town for a while. Still waiting to hear if I got a new job or not. the hospital in Tampa still hasnt made a decision!!!!! It is making me mad!!!! They say I am still in the running though. 
We are leaving for Michigan and Chicago for 10 days. We are taking my 4 yr old little cousin with us and the dog. Should be interesting.
Eileen where in Indiana r u interviewing? Just remember the winters get hairy there!!!!!
Nothing else going on here. Carla

Carla, the hiring process is annoying. I hate to keep calling back or emailing back to see if they've made a decision, too.

This job is in southern Indiana, due south of Chicago, right on the border with Illinois, near Kentucky. I know what the winters are like. I miss my family. I got spoiled living so close in Michigan for 10 years.

Good Morning Eileen and OFF Sisters,
Congrats on the interview Eileen.  That sounds promising.  Keep us posted.

Well, did I have a morning.  I do not know how my daughter manages with all she does, plus she is high strung to begin with.  Isabel, my four year old granddaughter, had all sorts of drama about getting dressed for preschool, and did not like what her Mom told me to make for breakfast, so I threw them in the car and bought Burger King drive-thru for breakfast on the way to preschool.  I did not even order anything for myself, except for a diet Coke.

I have not been feeling well since I left PA on Sunday.  My thinking is it is asthmatic bronchitis, because my doctor in PA ordered prednisone for my lungs on Monday, and then yesterday, he ordered an antibiotic.

Plus, I had to call my psychiatrist yesterday, because my depression seems worse in the past week.  I should be happy as a lark while with these kids, and I just wanted to go home and cry.  Not a usual experience for me with my meds right, so my doctor told me to increase one of my meds to hold me over while in Michigan, and when I get back to PA, he will revisit my medications with me.

We did have some fun yesterday.  We went to the mall yesterday to get some clothes for Isabel, and there is a train that goes all throughout the mall.  Lincoln, my two year old grandson loves trains.  So, I treated the Munchkins, and we went for a train ride all through the mall, waving to Mommy several times as we went around.  They were so thrilled.  I love those Grandma moments.

So, it feels like winter here, and I am none too thrilled. 

The good news is, I lost over 20 pounds since September, and my jeans are too big for me, so I am going to have to buy smaller ones soon.

Sorry to blab so much.

Hugs to all,
Trish

 Trish....so sorry you are still feeling ill. Hope the prednisone and antibiotic helps soon. I have asthma and COPD so I can relate. When you can't breathe it is hard to have energy to get anything done.

Must be something in the air...my Grace had a hard time getting ready for precschool too. She has never been so slow getting anything done as she was today. Geace ended up eating yogurt raisins and drinking juice today...nothing appealed to her either.She ended up being 10 minutes late for school. The teacher was concerned because we are always there way early. I am glad there is no school tomorrow!!!

I hope you get some help from your psychiatrist too!! My depression is so much worse too. Good Luck!!

HUGS....connie d

Trish-

Sorry you're not feeling well.  Could be the prednisone that is causing the feelings.  My cousin has been known to get severely depressed when taking prednisone almost pyschotic.

Enjoy those grandchildren and take care of your health!

Cindi

Eileen,

Wonderful!  Got all my fingers and toes crossed! 

Vic

Good morning, Eileen and my OFF sistas!

Well, I have to admit to wanting to heave a big sad SIGH this morning.  My sweet hubby was supposed to have been flying home today.  Instead, he's stuck on the rig because they're moving it to the Red Sea and he's the barge engineer and has to oversee the transport.  Bother.  At first he thought he would fly home on Saturday.  Then it was Sunday.  Yesterday he wrote and said Tuesday.  Tuesday?!  At this rate we'll be lucky to have him home for Thanksgiving at all.  

Oh, well, nothing to be done about it from this end, huh?  

So today I will continue on with my bathroom project.  I did manage to get all the walls and ceiling coated with primer yesterday morning, although I have to tell you all, painting that ceiling plays hell with my right shoulder!  I hope I can fini**** up in there today.  Today's plan is to spray texture on the ceiling and walls, and then hopefully roll a coat of paint on the ceiling this afternoon.  Sounds like fun, huh?  Don't you wish you were here!  LOL!

Got to babysit my sweet Benny boy yesterday afternoon.  Oh, he was a treat!  He was at his best yesterday--sweet, funny, happy.  We had a ball together.  He did wear me out though.  I came home and went to bed before 9 p.m.  Very unusual for me.

(And yes, Trish, I do love those "grandma" moments!  You're right--they're the best!)

Got to start thinking about cleaning and packing up to leave here tomorrow.  Chris and Benny are going to come with us, caravan-style, so that she doesn't have to drive 6 hours alone with the baby.  She'll be running late, as usual, but we HOPE to leave by noon tomorrow.  Wish us luck!

Better run and get my day started.  So much to get done today.

Love you all!
 

Post Script:
  Okay, y'all, I’m trying to be patient.  But my mother is driving me insane!  She really is.    I just finished spraying the texture on the bathroom walls and ceiling a little while ago and let it dry, you know?  So I told her I was fixing to paint the ceiling, and then if I feel like it, I’m going to paint the walls.  And you know what she told me?  She said, “You need to slow down.  When your daddy had his aneurysm, he was going back and forth and look what happened to him."  I said, “Mother, I am not going to have an aneurysm."  And then she said, “Well, then you’re going to have a nervous breakdown."  I said, “What the hell are you talking about?"  She said, “You'd better slow down.  I’m going to wind up burying you." 

She is KILLING me.  Really she is.  I am never going to spend another week alone with her again.   I told her, “Mother, I feel good. I am not overdoing it.  That’s why I had WLS, so I would feel good again.  So I could do a full day’s work again."  She said, “You are doing too much."  I told her, “I am NOT 84, I’m 54.  What were you doing when YOU were 54?"  She blinked at me.  I told her, “When you were 54, you were over at Slocum running up and down that hill 50 times a day.  You didn’t slow down, did you?"  Hmph.  She didn’t have much to say to that.    (When Daddy retired, they bought a place in the country on a hillside, and she literally built flowerbeds all up and down that damn hill.  And she talks about ME?!)   She thinks everyone is going to die tomorrow.  If she’s told me once, she’s told me a hundred times, “I might not even be here next _____ (year, summer, Christmas, you name it)."  Now she thinks I’m going to die tomorrow too.  I tell you, she’s driving me bats.  She is gripey, cranky, critical and very, very negative about everything.  I'm a naturally optimistic person.  All this negativity is very hard for me to take.

She has reduced me to a state of adolescence.  It’s all I can do not to roll my eyes at her.  Really.  Pray for me to hang on one more day with her.