I am pretty lame at posting in my blog I have here, not to mention I have not necessarily been in a writing mood as of late. Typically I feel like like if I can't write anything wonderfully, I'd rather be that lazy person and just avoid the work.
This week my husband is out of town working, and I am in the routine of shower, work, sleep, when he is gone. I understand a healthy relationship requires some personal space every once in awhile, but a whole week of "space" far exceeds said recommended amount. I will be one of those pining women if I please and openly admit that I miss my husband constantly when he is away. I miss him talking in his sleep to me, (Having whole conversations about the need to purchase insurance for our cat) not to mention he is a great space heater in drafty rooms. I miss coming home to him after work and doing mundane things like watching re-runs of House and The Colbert Report on www.hulu.com. (Though I can not seem to force him to watch re-runs of Buffy The Vampire Slayer with me.) I miss him cracking jokes about the most random of subjects and the quick come-backs. It's also his birthday this week, (March 3rd) and I will not get to be there with him in Panama City and bake him a cake or give him his present or anything.. which makes both of us sad.
I thought about sending flowers, or a super-lame singing telegram, but I figured he would probably be less annoyed with not having a present on his exact birthdate, as opposed to me spending nearly forty bucks on something that is going to wither in a week, or show up singing at his doorstep wearing a fruit basket on their head. ...I'll just wait for the weekend.
On another note, I am working at a place called MatchMaker International. No, it is not an escort service. Yes, it is a match making company, and I don't mean the things you light a fire with. My title within the company is that of "Telephone Counselor" which is actually not much more than a receptionist who goes a little bit above the call of duty. What happens is that people submit their dating profiles to us directly via internet at www.gulfcoastsingles.net, or call us from signs we have put out, or just from flipping throught the Yellow Pages. I receive and make calls, establish contact with the individual, relay the details of our introductory service (Confidential, memebership program, criminal background check, making sure everyone is financially stable, etc.) and I take a loose history of their dating life, past, and current desires. Upon doing so I set up an appointment time, in which they will hopefully show up to and purchase one of the packages we offer. I receive commission based on the sale etc. Currently I am not the crappiest employee, I am actually ranked in the No.1 spot amongst other associated who perform my same job description.
It's a pretty fun job, not to pyschotic and I am not miserable to have to go to work everyday, but of course it is not fulfilling to my ambition or future educational desires. It works for now, and hopefully will work right toward that education I look forward to, amongst other things.
Lance and I also have a house! Unfortunately, it will be a while before we are able to completely move into it. It is located in Coden, alabama. (Coden is beyond bayou la batre) It is not our "dream home" but it is a home and we are attatched to the wrecked, little thing. Working on it has been like completly rebuilding a new home, which in the end is not too bad... We will definitely get more than what we paid for it when we choose to sell one day.. It's just going to be nice to have someplace to call OUR home. We have my mother's house which feels like my home, and his mother's which has been his home for a long time too... But we've not really had a place to call our own.. and It's going to be so nice to have that. It's out in the boonies a little bit, but I don't care! With some TLC, it's going to be wonderful. Maybe I will try to get some pictures up here of our gradual progress.
This blog is boring, I know.. Maybe I will try to get something a little less junky up here this week. I am sleepy now, and I am not quite looking forward to snuggling a pile of unfolded clothes, when my cuddle partner is a state away. I need to get up in the morning and work on my house, tear down some more walls and whatever else I am capable of doing without breaking it.
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