…love Jillian

               I’ve been unemployed for a little over 2 months.  The only responsibility I have right now consists of feeding and watering the dogs (which Hubs usually does in the morning as I’m still sleeping) and finishing up this semester.  Today, I had NOTHING on my schedule except preparing for my Spanish Oral Interview and getting a Stats paper written—what did I do?  I checked Facebook, watched Ellen, blogged, ran with Tyson, played fetch with Maggie, and took a shower.  In my defense, sat down in front of my computer about 12 times, but something kept distracting me (seriously, have you seen the internet?  There are all kinds of distracters out there!) 

                In my life, it appears the less responsibility I have, the less I get done.  I noticed this syndrome back in high school when I waited tables too.  If I had 10 tables everyone had full drinks, warm food, and checks sitting in front of them at just the right moment.  If I had 1 table, I was probably slacking off in the back and that poor table had to look around for me and was usually dying of thirst.  Why is that?  When I was working I was always ready for school.  I always had my papers written and reviews completed….what happened to me?

                Tomorrow, I have a statistics paper due and need to speak in Spanish for 5 whole minutes!  Of course, none of that goes down until 5…so I still have time J

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This weekend has been the first of many things that are changing in our lives.  First, we traded in Hubs’ Highlander for a new Rav 4—lower payments coupled with less history sounds like a winner to me.  And it looks like we have an offer on Hubs’ house by extremely anxious buyers wanting to move by the middle of May! 

It feels good to see some financial relief in our future.  I’m very much looking forward to finally enjoying the spoils of a two income household—something we’ve definitely been missing out on.  He had his house.  I had mine.  And our money was spent accordingly.  However, the longer we’re married the less tolerant I’m becoming of the past.  I know it’s important to remember everyone has a history but when we pay this bill for that reason and we have to pay this because of that….it drives me bananas.  I love the idea of stepping forward into our own lives–out with the old and in with the new.

For those of you that enjoy reading ridiculous conversation between Hubs and I…this one is a classic:  

Hubs:  Maybe we should just get the base model, you know, and save as much money as possible.

Me:  Seriously?  It barely has any buttons?

Hubs:  I know, but I’ll drive it and we can totally get by with a base model.  

Me:  Are you prepared to roll down the windows by cranking? 

Hubs:  It doesn’t have crank windows….does it?

Me: In a moment like this, there’s only one question that needs to be answered…

Hubs:  Yeah?

Me:  Are we KEY people?  Or KEY FOB people?

Hubs:  Key Fob. 

Me:  That’s what I thought. 

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It’s official..I’m off the Missouri Taxation Department’s Hassle List.   For some reason Missouri was under the impression I didn’t want to pay my taxes in 05/06 and sent me a bill.  And then a final notice.  And then a final final notice.  And finally a final final final notice.  Hey, Missouri, I was living in Illinois those years….keep in mind when I moved back in 07 I paid both you and Illinois.  I suppose a partial file should have tipped them off that I had moved away and then moved back. Whatev. After mailing my information twice and faxing once I’m officially off the list!  It feels good!  I can’t imagine what it would be like to be extremely behind on bills, having collection companies calling day after day.  

Anyway, I’m free! Yay!

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Maggie has been staying at my parent’s house for a couple weeks.  My mom likes to “borrow” our puppies for weeks at a time; I think makes her feel like she has grandkids….

Anyway, while I was sitting at mom and dad’s waiting for the garage door man to show—Mags and I got into some pretty deep conversation, she said:

Throw this…                      

And then we wrestled around in the backyard—til she got tired and laid down…

Just look at that face…how could you not want her to stay over forever!

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I have a job–starting the 1^st of June!  This means, I have 2 more months of taking it easy.  I’m thinking unemployment might be a little more enjoyable seeing there’s an end in sight!  Two more months of sleeping in, luxuriously focusing on school, and getting my workout on!  Then, it’s back to business!  The new job is very similar to my old job; convincing multi-family communities/management companies to buy from me–I can handle that….

Oh, and I just ate a celebratory Chocolate Easter Bunny (in an effort to prolong the final moments of my rapidly diminishing youth.)  Take that adulthood!

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Today, I find out if I have a new job.  I’ve interviewed.  I’ve taken all the tests.  I’ve been diligent in company research and now I have a meeting to discuss an offer.  What the offer is….I can’t be sure but I can’t wait to find out! 

More to come on that later! 

Oh, and today is, Tax Return Tuesday— One more reason being an adult is lame.  Unless I get a huge refund.  If that’s the case, Tax Return Tuesday is AWESOME!

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I can’t put my finger on the exact moment but sometime in the last year or two I turned into a full fledged adult.  I still can’t believe it.  It seems like just yesterday I was taking off work every other Friday to go on a fun and totally irresponsible ski trip or fun weekend to the beach.  Where have those days gone?  Today, I did something I never saw myself doing, no matter how old I got…but today, I bought a water heater.   Yeah, I bought a water heater. 

And if that wasn’t enough I had to explain the state of Missouri one more time that I didn’t reside in Missouri in 05/06 and I don’t actually owe the income taxes they so relentlessly insist I pay.  Don’t people move away and move back all the time?  And what?  They send each and every one of those residents hate mail threatening to slap a lien on their property if they don’t pay?  Hey Missouri, before you send me another piece of mail stating this is my final notice, you should check your own mail….I sent you a copy of my Illinois return.  Twice now.  Please give me a break.

How did this happen?  My life used to be so fun and carefree….

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