Taxes are due on the 30th. Must get on that today. I am not sure what that's going to look like this year. I just hope I don't owe, though I did pull out some cash from my investments to pay the last of the renos. It had to be done.
Rebel's 22nd and 2nd birthdays were this week. Thanks be to God she is healthy. All is well with her physically. Now - if she could just move on without that loser BF of hers. That's out of my control. We went out for dinner. After dinner Rebel asked me for cash because she wanted to go out for a drink. I asked why her BF couldn't pay. He belligerently says to me, "I've spent a fortune on her already!" I really had to stop myself from taking him by the throat and doing damage. WhatEV! I looked at him and told him he was clearly missing my point - and being obtuse wasn't an attractive quality in a daughter's BF. Rebel of course, wasn't happy with me,k BF didn't understand a word I said. That was good enough for me.
My dad didn't remember her birthday. He doesn't have a real dementia per se, he's just not aware. He doesn't pay attention. I realized that while I was at home. sigh. He was the one who ALWAYS used to be the first to call on birthdays.
I am pretty much guaranteed a new job if I want it. It's mine to lose once I get through the formal interview process. No one else applied! LOL. It's a change management job reporting to both the union and management. Very interesting. Very high profile. I am ready for a change. I just wish it was more money. It's not - as yet. But after a year it might be. I'll know by mid May.\
RJ will be home in ten days. Her photos from France and Paris in particular are amazing. I will share one and hope any random yahoo who might pop by this site doesn't decide to steal it. It's worth selling I think. I have to show it off here.
Moving on .
I've been blogging for a few years now. Sometimes sporadically sometimes daily, but almost regularly. I have finally separated from XSU and starting to live a new life on my own. The original blog helped me get through the painful process of the end of the marriage, along with some bumpy roads dealing with a critically ill child in the midst of the end of marriage mess. Now this blog will see me through the new paths and adventures that life has to offer. Restructuring my life. My way. My experiences, ventings, musings on that whole big and not so big deal.