My Path

When the tick tocks of my unemployment began to get louder these past 2 weeks, I started to pray that my path be shown to me, to please show me what I needed to learn from all of this.

Today I believe I got my answer as I was driving home from the WorkSource.

I needed all these rejection, and perseverance to show me that I am so much stronger that I EVER thought I was, and that I no longer run and hide when things get tough.

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I created this blog so I could extend on some of the feelings I put in my pictures. I had stayed away because I'm overwhelmed with feelings and just didn't want to burden you with them but hey this is why I created this particular blog so deal with it. :)

A friend recently sent me an email saying how proud she is of me for not giving up and still trying so hard to find a job even after a few rejections. My thoughts are that I really have no choice. She told me that I could curl up in a fetal position and cry. That is so true because today I have wanted to do that a few times.

I just wish I knew what I was doing wrong at interviews. I got a call today from my WorkSource* case worker. Last Thursday they got an email from the company that turned me down on Friday that they have an opening for something in my field. Since I spoke with them on Friday she was surprised they didn't mention this position to me. This really deflated me even more.

Tomorrow I am going to a job fair, Friday I have an appointment at a temp agency, Monday I have a test because I might possible be going to a vocational school, and Tuesday I have an interview. Please say a prayer for me.

Bummed

I didn't get the job. I've been to two other interviews and I think I did well, but I always feel that way after an interview. What am I doing wrong?

I know that there is a plan and something great will come of all this, but it's hard to keep the faith after a few rejections. Please say a prayer for me. Thank you.

No one puts baby in the corner!

I hope that all our prayers make Patrick Swayze healthy.

Love the Song.

Patrick Swayze's - She's Like The Wind

Kitchen Cabinets.

Before After




I had a bunch of other junk on the right hand side but I couldn't open the cabinet door before because the hinge has lost the top screws and it took me until now to repair.

This is the cabinet I got rid of most of my stuff from, it's the baking cabinet. I haven't truly baked in over a year.

Currently my pantry is a bit bare, haven't gone to the grocery store yet but I think this is how it's going to look going forward. Peter say it's best to plan meals, shop and only have what you are going to need for one week.

Does anyone else have their meds in the kitchen. I so know that it's not where the belong, but it just makes it so convenient since the cups and water are in the kitchen.

As cluttered as my other cabinets were, I've been a little puzzled that shelf's for the glasses, plates and bowels have always been organized.

Forgot to take an after pic this shelf, and it's not because I hid everything in there :) The only things that stayed were the oils, and those will be moving from there very soon.

Kitchen Done

I finished before schedule, I just need to figure out if I am keeping the pots were I currently have them. Here's some videos of how the kitchen used to look, and how it looks now.

D Day, sort of ...

My family won.

The picture is funny. I laughed when I saw my son by the door but it was no joke they were so adament about me not taking memories out of our home. I tried so hard to explain that memories are in are mind and heart, things don't posses memories. They wanted none of it, all they were saying was that it was my friend's fault for buying me that book to put ideas in my head.

I did take stuff out but very little to do with the kitchen. So this is the plan*, every trash day in March I will take out little by little. When they realize what I did, it will be too late. I know it's deceitful and sneacky but really. I have 4 or 5 different set of dishes that have not been used in over a year.

*The husband or children don't read this blog, just the one with the pictures and that's very rare. So I sure can get away with this.

D Day Problem

The husband is sitting guard by the front door so I don't take out the clutter from the kitchen. My family blames my friend for sending me the book, and my son said he is going to send her a strongly worded email :)

Funniest thing is that the husband can't believe I want to get rid of memories, specially the Hard Rock Cafe beer mug. HELLO we have never been to the Hard Rock.

The irony of the whole thing is that the husband constantly complains about my mess and this is the second time I want to get rid of things that he puts up a huge fuzz over it. I will prevail, even if I have to wait till midnight to take the stuff out.

D Day

Today is the day all the clutter from my kitchen is leaving.

There just one problem, the husband doesn't want any of the stuff to go. How does one deal with those things?


His reasoning is that we will need them when we get a bigger home, my reply is that when we get a bigger home we can get nicer matching dishes. He wants me to pack up the stuff so he can store them in the attic. Ugh. I feel bad for not taking his opinion into consideration but I am getting rid of the stuff. I am giving in a bit. I am keeping the shot glasses, those are the ones he was most upset about, since we got them as souvenirs to places we have been.*

Plus I'm selling princess house now, I can get nicer dishes than what we have. I am getting rid of a china set and having doubts about it but it's hasn't been used in 2 years.

*I'll get rid of them later, just need to work on him a bit :P
**I'm getting rid of everything on the self and then some, plus what on the floor except for the iron.

Here some progress I have done.

Junk Drawer no More