Friday at last...

Just another day in the Wheeler household. Ginny was up at 6AM. Ended up getting J up at 7:20AM.

Tim got crummy news at work last night: the guy who was going to retire rescinded his offer and is now staying and keeping his job, which means that A- We moved down to FL and were promised, within 9 months of the start of working for this company, that Tim would get a raise so he'd be making at least as much as he was at his last job in KY, B- He won't be getting the Senior position (which is simply a pay raise), C- there's a raise-freeze so he's not getting what he was promised. Needless to say he's not feeling very loyal to his organization at the moment. He needs to keep this job until the adoption is final, but then plans to look elsewhere. He's an electronic tech with lots of IT experience as well, so he doesn't HAVE to work in the newspaper field, and will most likely make more money if he wasn't in this field. He's upset, frustrated, and disappointed and I can't blame him.

Went to the post office this morning to mail a pkg from an E-bay auction winner, then to deposit $ into the bank to cover Tim's dads plane ticket here in October, returned some movies to Block Buster, got $65- worth of groceries at Sweet Bay, had J put the bills/mail in the mailbox (forgot to do so in the PO), and went home. Then we turned around and went to the pool since it's so warm without being too hot, a light breeze, no bright sun overhead. We were there about 45 minutes and were leaving when the skies opened up and let loose. We got into the apt just as it really let loose. :) Doing laundry, have dishes to do, maybe even take a family nap this afternoon. (hey, I can dream, right?!)

J's rash is still there on his face, but not so bumpy anymore, mostly a raised red rash. Got some cream with hydrocortisone and anti-itch meds in it (he's not itching it, but I don't want to risk him getting it under his fingernails and passing it along...since we don't know what it is, yk?!)

I've decided that this is MY blog and as such I'll write what I want without worrying about who's going to be reading it and if they'll be angry with me or whatever. If I can't express myself here, where the heck CAN I express myself, right?

So, let's start with this: WHY the heck does Ginny (11 month old dd) scream most of the day? Is it a girl thing that she 'objects' to no one looking at her or when I'm in the bathroom and I won't let her in or when she can't reach the dog through the baby gate, yada yada?! Seriously, at this point I'd like to get a melon-baller and scoop my own eardrums out!

And how the heck do I get Justin to stop whining....he's a 9 year old boy, autism yes, but STILL 9 years old. He just knows how to push my buttons. :grrr:

And yes, I understand my patience levels have dropped since dumping many of my meds and lowering my Prozac. I'm wondering if I need to go see my regular (civilian) psych...the VA guy (him being a guy is a problem for me) won't keep me on the 100 mg Prozac/Fluoxetine. Right now I've downed myself to 80mg. :sigh: Gotta make that appointment, I guess. I just hate the co-pays, then the costs of the meds...it's just too much money, ya know?

Well, hot dogs are ready for lunch. G is eating veggie bootie (spinach and kale) and loving it, so now if we can get J to eat them that's 2 more veggies we can get into him. LOL

Until next time!

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