First of all, thank you so much for all the kind words and supportive comments. It's nice to know that there are people out there who have been though exactly what I'm going through and have managed to survive. In fact, some are going through it right along with me! Misery loves company. :-)
Things at work have improved slightly, so I'm at least able to survive one day at a time. Is it an ideal situation? Not at all....but at least it's manageable, and hopefully things will stay that way or improve, until a substantial change can be made.
Other than work stuff, things with me have been great. Zachary is making all sorts of attempts at talking these days, and while he's still not walking, he's getting there. Believe me, I'm in NO rush for him to start. It's difficult enough to keep up with him these days, as he's an expert crawler. Of course, once he starts walking it'll be a while before he's moving all that fast, so maybe we'll have a little bit of a break.
Wishful thinking.
Jim is great, and has been beyond supportive through all of this. There's not a day goes by (tip o' the hat to Mr. Sondheim) that I don't thank the Baby Jesus that I have him in my life. He has been amazing.
I've not only had Jim helping me, but my entire family. They have been a HUGE help and an amazing support system while dealing with everything the past few weeks.
Well, I just wanted to stop by and thank everyone and let you know how much I truly MISS my daily blogging and blog reading. I vow that someday things will return to normal and you'll be tired of hearing from me!!!
Have a great weekend!
xoxo
It's been a while, so here's a picture for your weekend enjoyment:
Scooter, fresh from the groomer.
(In our newly painted living room)
4 comments:
I am always glad to see you posting, for I stop by regularly hoping you will put out - in a way.
Blue bandana? Does that mean he is a Crip or a Blood? You are very calculating blogging so infrequently but providing a pic of Scooter.
Glad things are going better. Though we knew Jim would be supportive. As for Zach - I didn't walk until 17 mos - but I had three sisters carrying me everywhere. I didn't have to.
Well, I hope things look up at work. But if they don't... just take a deep breath and let it go.
I hate my job too, but it's money. And that's how I look at it. I don't care about it particularly, and try not to allow it to stress me out.
It's so not worth it.
Good to hear!! And I love the new wall color!!
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