What a week...

I called my bestfriend tonight to talk, and she was watching a movie with her boyfriend. What about me, what about my needs.

In all honesty, I am happy for her, but right now, I am wallowing in my own misery, and for the mean time, I would like to keep it that way.

In the last 7 days, everyone around me has been tested. Thats all I can come up with...let me make you a list of what I have allowed to weigh on my over the last 7 days. And although none of these things directly relate to me whatsoever, they have caused so much pain for the people that I care about, that in turn, I hurt.

Here is the list, because I am sure somewhere, someone is waiting to tell us all we have been punked:

• One friend's mother goes to jail for a significant period of time.
• One friend's mother dies.
• One friend's parents find the need to sabatoge her life to "teach her a lesson" and help her to "hit rock bottom."
• One friend's husband threatened to kill her.
• One friend decided to leave her husband. Scratch that, WAY MORE THAN ONE FRIEND.
• One friend's husband is TDY
• One friend's husband is deployed.
• One friend cant afford to buy groceries.
• One friend has a husband cheating on her.
• One friend has a family member sucking the life out of her and ruining her marriage, while she makes excuses for her family member as he financially drains her.
• One friend lost her job, has 2 kids, left her husband, and has no where to live.
• One friend bounced her checkbook and doesnt get paid for another week and doesnt have the money to get her husband to work.
• And the list goes on and on...

My problem is selfish, my husband is mad at me for whatever reason, and we are sleeping in seperate rooms...ugh...I need a drink.

I am not really sure where this blog is headed, I just need to vent.

I feel like I am expected to be on the clock all of the time. I may not have a "real" job, but I am the primary caregiver to Jax. Jay works M-F and doesn't get home from work until around 7. When he gets home, he wants to relax. At which point, I have been with the bambino soley for the past 12 hours. I am also the one who gets up with him in the night and changes every single flippen diaper.

I have had it. I have tried talking to Jason, it doesn't work. Even now for instance, he is half heartedly taking care of him. Meaning they are both upstairs and Jax is screaming his face off...guess I will have to go get him.

I just want an hour to my fricken self...is that asking too much? Let me rephrase that. I want an hour to myself where I dont have to worry about my little man being upset.

Still crying....ARGH!!

Finally

I think it is officially time for me to be a blogger. I have been doing the MySpace blog thing for a while...but today, I am an ADULT. I will have an adult blog, and talk about adult things.

So, let me try this.

Things have been busy here in Virginia. Jay works crazy hours. Not really, but the drive is insane. He literally is gone for twelve hours...his days are only nine...are you catching my drift? The commute is horrible, but he chose this place, and I refuse to move, that is until the Military comes knocking on my door with a giant moving truck outside.

Life has been pretty eventful. My Mom, and sisters are coming down in like a week and a half. My Mom is going to brave the 10 hour drive to bring me all of the stuff that I left in Michigan because I shopped too much, and didnt have room in my suitcases on my way home.

I am excited that my sisters are coming to stay for a few weeks. It will be great to visit with them and have "company." I haven't really had real company since before we went to Turkey. There is just something about your family and pre-military friends coming to visit. I try so hard to have great "things" and I would love to share them with people that actually knew me "back when."

Don't get me wrong, its not that I don't absolutely adore my military friends, because there is just something bonding about living out of boxes and all...especially because they understand the "Wow Factor" in getting it all put away, its just the showing it off to my family, that I am excited about.

As I was typing all of that, I realized that none of my parents have every been to my house before, except for one time, back before I was married, that my Dad and Mac came to my crappy apartment in Monroe to meet Jason. I wasn't even allowed to drink then...I am 26 now...do the math!!

So, after my sisters stay for as long as they want, my in-laws are coming to stay in VA Beach for a while. And while they are here, I will be tackling 4 classes online.

You heard me right, 4 classes. I have decided to finally go back to school and finish my degree. I am going to get my Bachelors in Interior Design, finally, and try to make something of myself.

The bambino is sleeping right now. We got up at eight this morning, he ate for a little while on and off, and we finally woke up around 1 30...in the afternoon. He was awake for nearly an hour when he crashed again, and here it is almost 5 and neither one of us are out of our PJs.

Don't judge me. I have blogged twice today, caught up on some lost episodes of King of the Hill, Family Guy and the Simpsons. The funniest episode of all was definitely a Family Guy one where Brian growls NKOTB to Megg to the tune of The Right Stuff. I was cracking up.

We had our family pics taken this past weekend. I am going to attach them...they are sooo cute.

Enjoy. Jay is going to be home in an hour and a half, and I need to find my linen pants...and it may just take me that long to find them.