I feel like a prisoner in my own home while waiting on a call for an interview I am assured will come. I don't know if they'll leave a message if I am not home to answer or if they'll try my cell phone number. The job hunt is driving me insane.
This week I have been going over to help my daughter of an evening after 5:00 pm when I know the potential employer's office is closed. She's getting her sale items prepared for a Just Between Friends event this weekend. It beats a garage sale or ebay, but she's just like her dear old mom in the procrastination department in that she has waited until the last minute to get it all done. I've been helping her tag and have been amazed at how many of the baby's things never got worn and still have the original tags on them. Most of them were gifts that he grew out of before the season for which they were appropriate came around.
I am glad I was a young mother and therefore a young grandma. I am equally as glad that the responsibility of full time parenting is past. It's wonderful to get to enjoy all the cute stuff and pass him back to his mama when the fuss starts. I tried to get the little one to sleep last night and he wasn't having any of it. He wanted his mom and not a substitute. What a production!
Oldest grandson's football team lost to their arch rival last Saturday. I think my coach son in law took it harder than my grandson. It's only a game, it's only a game.
Here's something with which I am having some difficulty. My 10, soon to be 11, year old grandson has a girlfriend. I know it happens. I was 10 soon to be 11 once, but when I was that age it was still something to be giggled over with friends and teased about by parents and siblings, there was no actual interaction between crushes, except for maybe a hang up phone call, and there sure as heck wouldn't have been any planning to attend the high school homecoming game with all the accoutrement's of a "date" including a homecoming mum, etc. Okay, it's cute, but it's too soon to be encouraged. Sorry, daughter, it's effing ridiculous. There, my opinion will be ignored, but it's out there.
The squirrels are back and tormenting my dog again. Yesterday she broke her leash trying to get hold of one of the little barstids. During the heat of the summer they must have found a more comfortable playground, but now that it's cooled off, they're gathering the nuts from the live oaks and scampering over fence and roof and provoking my dog to froth at the mouth with visions of squirrel tartar.
4 comments:
Good luck on the job interview and keep your spirit up. Foward your phone to the cell rather than being a prisoner of the home phone waiting for a call.
Thanks CN. They emailed me my interview appointment. I thought of call forwarding but dont have that feature on my phone.
I feel the same way about dating! Omg. It's society as a whole, everywhere you look sex is being advertised. I don't remember this stuff all around me as a kid. It's awful.
I talked to my daughter about it yesterday. She will be chaperoning the "date" and she agrees with me there will be no alone dates until he's 16. Thank goodness.
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