Hi everyone. I had an accident over the weekend and twisted my ankle. Keith pulled in close to the edge of the driveway and my ankle went over into the dirt, that sent me falling forwards on the concrete. Luckily, I had on jeans, so I caught myself on my left hand, and harder on my left knee. I have nasty bruises and scrapes on my knees and my ankle is huge, but I lived. It would have been much worse as far as my knees go, if I had on lighter material, or a skirt or something.
Still, I'm hobbling around today, back into the swing of what needs to be done. Slowly, but surely. Starting with the upstairs. Hannah's friend A. is here so they are playing Zoo Tycoon in between her having to clean up and put away her folded laundry. I'm thinking of a bribe... if she gets her room in order, I will take them to lunch. Sounds like a winner.
I've had time over the weekend to think about the job opportunity. I was initially thinking of what to do with Hannah, but now that I've thought about it, I don't want to "do" anything with Hannah. If she was a couple of years older, I might consider letting her come home on her own for an hour, but it doesn't make sense to put her in afterschool care for an hour so I can work part time. Something will have to work out with the hours or I may as well get a full time job. Why don't men have to think about these things? I wish Keith could be a house husband and that I could make decent money instead. I know he wishes that, too, lol.
We tried out a new church on Sunday, but it wasn't a comfortable fit. We will continue to look. I was disappointed because it took me so long to decide what to do, then, it wasn't right for us. I think the best way for me to try to pull this off is to actually go on Wednesday nights while Keith's at work. If I find one on a Wed. night, maybe then I can convince him to go on Sunday. It's not that he doesn't want to go, he's just introverted and doesn't like being out of his element with new people and not knowing what to expect. He and Hannah are also wanting to sleep in on Sunday mornings.
We would love to go to the church our realtor goes to, we liked visiting there, but it's SOOO crowded. We actually went there first on Sunday morning and there wasn't any place to park. They had a sign that said to park down the road someplace, but we didn't know where that was. We later saw they had rented tour buses and were bussing people from a local school parking lot. I just couldn't imagine all of the people in there, so we went to church option #2 and it was a let down.
It's hard not knowing anyone, not being able to get feedback on what another person thinks about church, school, the job market, where to shop... As Keith has tried to convince me, we haven't really been here that long. Two weekends Heather was here. Sharlene was here for a week. Hannah and I went back to FL for a week. That's over a month's worth of weekends right there... Keith has worked more Saturdays than not... So, weekdays are passing by, but Sundays have been occupied. We've all had our share of colds and other complications. I shouldn't expect things to all be fast and comfortable already.
I think about when we moved to Atlanta. We left Lakeland after Christmas and I started work after the holiday break. We barely had time to find a place to live. We didn't have much time to find someplace for Hannah to go to day care. BUT, everything happened quickly. We had a place to live, we had child care, I had a job and an instant social outlet... within a month we weren't comfortable with Hannah's care provider, the neighbor's child bit Hannah, my employees started quitting because my boss was overbearing, and then I quit -- after only being there for 6 months. I shouldn't complain. Slow and thought out could really be better.
So, on that note, I'm going to go back to my slow process of clearing out the dining room. There are some things jumbled around in the craft room, but it's not too bad. I am still trying to do what Keith said, start with a clear space and then put things back one at a time where they need to go. I can do this... :)
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