This post may sound quite ridiculous to some. To me, I am simply stumped about my current situation.
Today at work, my new employer handed me the forms for group benefits. I cheerfully filled out the paperwork, and counted out the days until I was able to make a dentist appointment. (I have not gone in over a year, and I am one of those girls that gets her teeth cleaned 3-4 times per year). I'm itching to go, 8 more weeks.
Aaaaanyway... I got to the beneficiary part of the paperwork, and I froze. Sounds silly, but I did not know what to write in the line. Normally I would automatically write my husband's name in the required spot, but now I have my little dude is an equal contender. I know that if something were to happen to me that Andy would most definitely would ensure our son was well taken care of, (as any good parent would) but then I let my mind wander. What if, I were gone and then there was this hefty settlement, and some hoebag settled into my life riding the gravy train and there was nothing there for Hudson's school down the road one day?
One never knows...
I have thought long and hard about doing the 50/50 route so I could make sure he was taken care of now, and would have some socked away for later. But I see that Andy is capable of working and taking care of him, so what the hell. Should I just say fuck it, and leave it for Andy as I always would?
I am going to leave them until Monday to be filled out. Maybe some time to think on it would be best. Sleep on it and see if I am making a bigger issue of it than it needs to be.
What would you do?
Friday, February 19, 2010
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Truth Be Told
I'm just going to go out there and say it. I like it when my husband is gone out of town... I reeeeally like it. More specifically when he's out of town working ( I get a tad bit jealous when he's gone away on his man trips).
Gone, aaaaaand making money. Best of both worlds!
I like the quietness of the house. I like how I get out of the bed in the morning and I do one simple flip of the blanket and it's made because I hardly move. I like having my own space in front of the mirror in the morning while getting ready for work (and not cleaning the splatters of toothpaste on the mirror). I like that the house stays spiffed up other than the toys laying around at the end of the day. I like the lack of extra laundry. I like that I don't have to worry about cooking. I like not getting asked 10 times where your belt, phone, wallet, hat and keys are while getting a baby ready in the early hours.
I love how while you are away, absence makes the heart grow fonder and I look forward to when you are coming home.
Gone, aaaaaand making money. Best of both worlds!
I like the quietness of the house. I like how I get out of the bed in the morning and I do one simple flip of the blanket and it's made because I hardly move. I like having my own space in front of the mirror in the morning while getting ready for work (and not cleaning the splatters of toothpaste on the mirror). I like that the house stays spiffed up other than the toys laying around at the end of the day. I like the lack of extra laundry. I like that I don't have to worry about cooking. I like not getting asked 10 times where your belt, phone, wallet, hat and keys are while getting a baby ready in the early hours.
I love how while you are away, absence makes the heart grow fonder and I look forward to when you are coming home.
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Blah.
Things have been working out well for me. I just went on a fabulous family holiday, have a great new job, hubs and kidlet are good. I have no serious issues in life right now that I really should complain about.
So what the hell is up with me? I feel like a sack. I have zero drive in the evenings to want to even put forth an effort to watch a movie (tough one, I know). The second that my little dude goes to bed I am going mach 10 to fly into my bed as well for the night, and sometimes it is as early as 8:00. I wake up in the morning, and my first thought is asking myself what the day's plans are in hopes for another early night. I cannot be bothered to cook dinner, so it won't be a shocker if I serve up our 13 month old's dinner choice-- grilled cheese and alpha-ghetti. Tonight I ate cereal.
People are asking when I am able to get together for some drinks, or stop by for a glass of wine. I always give the same answer--- an enthusiastic, 'Let's make a date!" and never follow through. I am a social girl, and the majority of our friends have kids so I could take Hudson in tow if need be. I just can't be bothered.
Maybe it's just the winter hermit-mode blues. I'd rather bitch about it in a post that actually do something positive about it.
Just stuck in a rut I guess.
So what the hell is up with me? I feel like a sack. I have zero drive in the evenings to want to even put forth an effort to watch a movie (tough one, I know). The second that my little dude goes to bed I am going mach 10 to fly into my bed as well for the night, and sometimes it is as early as 8:00. I wake up in the morning, and my first thought is asking myself what the day's plans are in hopes for another early night. I cannot be bothered to cook dinner, so it won't be a shocker if I serve up our 13 month old's dinner choice-- grilled cheese and alpha-ghetti. Tonight I ate cereal.
People are asking when I am able to get together for some drinks, or stop by for a glass of wine. I always give the same answer--- an enthusiastic, 'Let's make a date!" and never follow through. I am a social girl, and the majority of our friends have kids so I could take Hudson in tow if need be. I just can't be bothered.
Maybe it's just the winter hermit-mode blues. I'd rather bitch about it in a post that actually do something positive about it.
Just stuck in a rut I guess.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Irony
Sitting at my desk this morning I was paged for a phone call. On the other end of the phone happened to be my fast talking husband... to tell me of a coincidence he discovered, and was very excited about it.
While pregnant, I can clearly recall telling Andy to think of cool boys names 'just in case'. I was adamant that I was having a girl anyway, but suggested that he listened to names in the NHL and if he heard one to write it down. Before I knew it 'Johan' was our baby's name in utero. Each day he would rub my belly and talk to it letting little 'Johan' that Daddy loved s/him. (Shim as I called it). Ultrasound photos were introduced as Johan. Nonetheless, Johan became and everyday name but obviously I had settled on Hudson.
The phone call this morning was to let me know that Hudson and Johan Franzen (DET) share the same birth date.
Ironic.
While pregnant, I can clearly recall telling Andy to think of cool boys names 'just in case'. I was adamant that I was having a girl anyway, but suggested that he listened to names in the NHL and if he heard one to write it down. Before I knew it 'Johan' was our baby's name in utero. Each day he would rub my belly and talk to it letting little 'Johan' that Daddy loved s/him. (Shim as I called it). Ultrasound photos were introduced as Johan. Nonetheless, Johan became and everyday name but obviously I had settled on Hudson.
The phone call this morning was to let me know that Hudson and Johan Franzen (DET) share the same birth date.
Ironic.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Dear Andy
My husband does not read this blog, but if he did the letter would see the very informative letter I have wrote for him so early in the morning:
Dear Andy,
For the past few days you have got up for work at 3 am. I did not mind the 2 alarms going off to make sure you wake up on time, but last night when you hit the snooze on both of them and make then go off again only pissed me off and made me wide awake for the day.
I normally would have made your lunch the night before, and perhaps I should have rather than going to bed out of tiredness because by the sounds of the kitchen and all of the banging that was going on it must be quite a project.
Perhaps when you are getting up so early as well, you could shower before bed to ensure that the pounding of water on the shower floor will not echo through the ever-so-quiet house in the wee hours of the darkness. Leaving the tap running through the duration of your morning shave is annoying, and a waste of our metered water.
Another suggestion might be to lay out your appropriate clothes the night before. If you look at the chair in the bedroom, you will see that I have done so for myself. The slamming of the armoir doors has the same percussion of a huge drum set. The jingle of your work belt does not add to the sound quality either.
I do apologize for the bitch letter, however when you bring the crying baby into our bed just before the alarms go off, and all of this going on makes it tough to put him back to sleep after he is sitting up in bed... squinting at the ray of light coming from the bathroom doorway you are standing by while ramming the toothbrush down your throat to make that gagging sound that I love so dearly and makes him curious to what is going on.
Other than that, I just want to say have a great day at work. Glad you like your new job as well!
Love,
Jen XO
Dear Andy,
For the past few days you have got up for work at 3 am. I did not mind the 2 alarms going off to make sure you wake up on time, but last night when you hit the snooze on both of them and make then go off again only pissed me off and made me wide awake for the day.
I normally would have made your lunch the night before, and perhaps I should have rather than going to bed out of tiredness because by the sounds of the kitchen and all of the banging that was going on it must be quite a project.
Perhaps when you are getting up so early as well, you could shower before bed to ensure that the pounding of water on the shower floor will not echo through the ever-so-quiet house in the wee hours of the darkness. Leaving the tap running through the duration of your morning shave is annoying, and a waste of our metered water.
Another suggestion might be to lay out your appropriate clothes the night before. If you look at the chair in the bedroom, you will see that I have done so for myself. The slamming of the armoir doors has the same percussion of a huge drum set. The jingle of your work belt does not add to the sound quality either.
I do apologize for the bitch letter, however when you bring the crying baby into our bed just before the alarms go off, and all of this going on makes it tough to put him back to sleep after he is sitting up in bed... squinting at the ray of light coming from the bathroom doorway you are standing by while ramming the toothbrush down your throat to make that gagging sound that I love so dearly and makes him curious to what is going on.
Other than that, I just want to say have a great day at work. Glad you like your new job as well!
Love,
Jen XO
Monday, February 1, 2010
First day
Today was my first day at the new job. It was fantastic! I walked in and everyone was quick to greet and shake hands. This store is so contemporary and fresh-- and the textiles are so modern.
I went in after I dropped Hudson off at day care. My employers have agreed to let me work from 8:15 - 4:45 to accommodate the day care 's hours of operation. Already, I love this place because of this.
Hudson has yet another insanely runny nose, and I told them that I was in fear all night (while clock watching to not sleep in) that he would get a fever and would not be able to make it on my first day. They said family comes first, and that they all have had kids so it's bound to happen and not to worry. Another bonus.
I have been given a base salary plus commission. My last job was strictly commission based, and would make it tight if it were slow in the holiday seasons. It may be a lower bracket of pay over the course of a year if the commission bracket is lower, but hell... it'll all work out in the wash. Everyone is so nice here, and I am hoping that I go with my instincts and am proven correct. Teamwork is stressed there, no cut throat sales allowed.
I have to work one Saturday a month, and we can take an extra day off the following week or bank it for another day off later. Nice perk if you want to save up for the summer.
Benefits start immediately. They pay half, and that sounds fair to me.
Drum roll please.... I have an office! A place to consult with the client and not have another salesperson rubbing elbows with you, or cougarville's bigwig hairdo taking up space. They give you some decor to work with, but allow you to decorate it as you wish.
So far, it's true... One door closes and another door opens. Timing worked out, and I got to go on my holiday and get the family orientated fresh start that I obviously needed.
I went in after I dropped Hudson off at day care. My employers have agreed to let me work from 8:15 - 4:45 to accommodate the day care 's hours of operation. Already, I love this place because of this.
Hudson has yet another insanely runny nose, and I told them that I was in fear all night (while clock watching to not sleep in) that he would get a fever and would not be able to make it on my first day. They said family comes first, and that they all have had kids so it's bound to happen and not to worry. Another bonus.
I have been given a base salary plus commission. My last job was strictly commission based, and would make it tight if it were slow in the holiday seasons. It may be a lower bracket of pay over the course of a year if the commission bracket is lower, but hell... it'll all work out in the wash. Everyone is so nice here, and I am hoping that I go with my instincts and am proven correct. Teamwork is stressed there, no cut throat sales allowed.
I have to work one Saturday a month, and we can take an extra day off the following week or bank it for another day off later. Nice perk if you want to save up for the summer.
Benefits start immediately. They pay half, and that sounds fair to me.
Drum roll please.... I have an office! A place to consult with the client and not have another salesperson rubbing elbows with you, or cougarville's bigwig hairdo taking up space. They give you some decor to work with, but allow you to decorate it as you wish.
So far, it's true... One door closes and another door opens. Timing worked out, and I got to go on my holiday and get the family orientated fresh start that I obviously needed.
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