Something's Gotta Give!

So this time, I have been seriously missing. 

M.I.A.


I don't even know where to start. I kind of feel like I"m at the place I was when I first started this whole thing (the " I need a change, I'm in a rut, something's gotta give!)  And I feel like blogging helped get me out of it last time, so perhaps this will help me again!

I have been a very faithful vegetarian (no problems, except when I smell bacon, and trust me, I can smell it for miles), the idea of eating dead, rotting carcas is still not appealing :)

Vegan....well...I started slipping about a month ago, maybe a little more.  I was never anal (oh how I hate that word, I can not for the life of me think of a better word right now!) about the Vegan thing, I tried as hard as I could for as long as I could, but in a small town, it's tough.  And making it tougher, a budget.  So, I wouldn't say I have fallen off the wagon, I would say I'm hanging over the edge desperatly hanging on for dear life and the road is littered with rocks and speed bumps and cheese, oh, I mean pot holes.  Don't give up on me yet, I desperatley want to continue this lifestyle, it makes a major difference in my mood, energy, and over all out look, it's just tough right now.

Making it tougher, me + a job.

That's right. For those of you that didn't know, I am working and have been for the past month and a half-ish. It's a temp job (for Regence, I happen to have a connection there), just doing computer input.  It acctually ended up working out really well for us, right now.  For the first couple of weeks, Mr. AP was still working his same hours (4:30 pm-3 am). So, he would get home from work and go to sleep, like normal, I would get up around 4:45am and head to work (luckily, I have flex hours, so I could pretty much make my schedule, so long as the work and the hours were there), he would then wake up with the children (getting about 4 hours of sleep) and I would get home around 3:30 in time for him to get ready for work.

Repeat.

Some of you know about his injured wrist he has been dealing with for the last couple of months. Well, he was on light duty and that ran out.  He is now on disability leave.  This is a blessing, only because I am working.  If I were not working, we would up that poopy creek without a boat.

So, where does this leave us?

I am working.

Mr. AP is a stay at home dad. (and doing a pretty amazing job, in fact, he's showing me up and it's starting to piss me off.) (I'm kidding, kind of) (no, really, he's kind of amazing)(jerk)(love)

So, for now, that's us. And it's working.  When my job ends and the end of this month, then who knows. We'll see when it happens.

Christmas was great. New Years was great.

Hopefully I can be back soon!

Peace Love and Jobs.