Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Coming Home

Well, it's 5 am and hubby is coming home this morning, that is, as soon as I finish cleaning, take a shower, take RJ to daycare and drive 50 miles to Reno to get him. I get a husband for one whole day! Woohoo!!!

Torrey has a baseball game tonight. He lost his first game, 13-8. I just wish that for once he could be on a winning team.

Nikki is very sick. The school called and said she couldnt be in school until she saw a dr. Took her to Barton. I knew that was a mistake going there. They said since she tested negative for strep and mono that she was fine. This morning she is worse off than she was yesterday. Took her to Carson-Tahoe hospital. Basically they said, "if it walks like a duck and talks like a duck and looks like a duck, then we will call it a duck and treat it like a duck." I dont understand if she is showing all the signs and symptoms of strep why Barton didnt give her antibiotics, knowing she has some sort of something going on even if the test was negative, which I found out the rapid strep is wrong 60% of the time. Oh yeah, that reminds me, have to get her scrip and bounce a check to the power company before I go to Reno.

Seriously want this house and trucks in Oklahoma. Time for us to leave the hill. The kids are sad but they are being wonderful about it and understanding that it could lead to a better life. Going to swallow our pride and tuck our tails between our legs and ask grandma looney for her help in getting the loan. Hope she realizes that this could be our only chance to make something of ourselves and do some good for our kids. Getting this house would be a dream come true. And, our income would go up while our cost of living expenses would go down. That's an incredible feat in today's economy.

Well, going to go finish cleaning so I can go retrieve hubby. It's going to be another very long day.

Friday, May 8, 2009

oh god another day

May 8th, 2009

Currently in Crisis Intervention Training to volunteer on the crisis help line for Tahoe Women's Services. Last nights training we talked about mental health, drug use and d.v. Hard class. Every class brings up bad memories. Cried the whole way home. Oh well, I guess it's all better now, sort of.

Looking at buying a house in Oklahoma. There's really nothing left for me here. I might be able to bring Torrey with me but I think I would definitely have to let Nikki stay, either with a friend or with Steve. A move like that can be traumatic for a kid, hope Rodney can keep his job with IST and still live out there.

Rodney has been gone for 2 weeks straight. He has gone from Reno to Oregon to Minnesota to Wisconsin to Oklahoma to Texas and now to San Diego. Hope he is having fun. I miss him.

Torrey gets his uniform tonight and his first babe ruth game is tomorrow morning. Wish Rodney could be here to see it. R.J. had his first school pics the other day. Can't wait to get those back and Nikki will be driving soon. Gotta get her birth certificate. Mother's day is Sunday. Have to do something with the kids but dont wanna do anything without hubby here.

Monday, May 4, 2009

life as a trucker's wife

First blog. Monday, May 4, 2009. Im so sick of my life. I have nothing to look forward too each day. Well, that's not true. Actually, I do. I can look forward to cleaning, paying bills, taking care of kids, and hearing the kids complain about how they need this and that and not having any money. I wish my husband were here to help. Everyone tells me all the time how great it is having a part-time husband. It's not that great at all. Hubby hates it when I tell people Im a single parent, but hey, thats what I am. I have no one to fall asleep with or wake up to. I can't look forward to him coming home from work everyday and having a normal family life. Truth is I never know when he is coming home and I miss him so much. Right now he's in Minnestoa. Who knows where he will be tomorrow. You know what they say about a man's whiskey being the other woman? That's what I am compared to his life on the road. If he couldnt drive, he would go nuts. Its hard for him too. His son is his most prized possession and he is missing out on watching him grow up and learn new things and the funny stuff he does every day. He is missing out on our teenagers high school lives. He misses his dog. I miss him. Well, back to my normal, everyday, not so exciting life.