School e-mails. Holy Crap. My oldest started junior high, and each teacher sends an email once a day (at least), which would NOT be a problem if I didn't hate email so much, start an account in 1997, and check it only a few times a year. I have done a major clean out and I am down to...wanna guess how many emails? 101,024. Yes. You see that correctly. If it weren't for the fact that my kid's class has a facebook page I follow, I wouldn't have even known they were sending out massive amounts of info, or that my son was neglecting to study for a social studies quiz tomorrow when it looks like the other kids were actually trying to get a good grade by studying. I mean, it's my job to
3rd Holy Crap moment. Finally realizing that even though you want to stop moving, put down roots, and even bought a HOUSE, you still have the innate urge to change locations at the 2 or 3 year mark. I've had a pile of boxes in my dining room (pile, meaning the entire dining room up to the ceiling is filled with boxes) since we bought the house in December that I haven't unpacked, and I've blamed lots of things...gallbladder surgery, sinus surgery...totally off the wall incident that led to a hospital stay...The boxes are still there, and I say I'll get to them. But I think I am expecting to move, and holy crap, now that we have a house and hopefully a job, I am realizing what I knew all along - Dallas isn't where I want to land. There, I said it. Mom and Dad, if you are reading, don't freak out; I'm sure we will hang out here awhile; if for no other reason than to let some equity build in our house since we only bought it 9 months ago and I have the insane urge to move across the country. Maybe I should offer to host Thanksgiving? I'll bet that might get me motivated to clean things out of there. Nah...
Final Holy Crap moment...realizing something else that I knew all along...it's time to stop giving chances to people who don't deserve it. I've managed to marry into the Idiot Mafia, I'm 37 years old, and I don't want this drama that started from day 1 of my marriage to continue, because their behavior isn't just idiotic, but some of it is downright felonious. Yes, as Christians, we are supposed to turn the other cheek, but after they run you over with a bulldozer, you don't continue to lay in the road. So this is me getting off that road, blowing up the road, and moving on in my own journey.
I am thankful for the weekend coming up, having my kiddos home, and having some time to ourselves. No more drama for this momma! Have a fantastic week friends!