New Job Hyperness... (and other stuff too)

I'm SO VERY EXCITED for the new job to start!!! It's becoming more real as the days go by. My last day at the 'old job' is only seven working days away! AAAHHHH!!!! I CAN'T WAIT! Now I just need to find some new clothes to wear... can't be wearing my jeans and t's to work anymore. It's times like these that I miss the states (and when I'm in the mood for some good ole Mexican grub)... oh how I do miss decent second hand clothing shops... there's not very much here to choose from and some of them smell pretty musty... ew. I'll gather the pieces slowly though... my perfect wardrobe will arrive piece by piece... oh yes... it WILL arrive. ;)

The house is in a state of constant turnover. I get it looking really put together and then I get another load from storage which does a hostile takeover on the house... tornado alley if you will. It's currently in a non-pretty phase, but I'll get it sorted by the weekend... and then I'll get more storage. :) I think I've only got about five more loads to go before it's empty, so I'm doing well. I can't wait 'till it's all gathered and then I can really focus on the what's in the house instead of what's waiting to get in. I hope to get the rest in time for the winter when I can hunker down and be all 'nesty'.

Ms. Roomie is good. She starts school next week and I can tell she's REALLY looking forward to it. I think she's bored. The summer school and camp she volunteered for is over and there's not much for her to be doing during the day... but that's just fine by me... she's 18... she SHOULD be doing a whole lot of nothing... cuz as most of us know, that ain't gonna last for long.

Ex-hubby and I are doing really well... lots of changes and lots of moving forward... and with it all... a lot of understanding and acceptance. It's such a relief that we are able to travel in the right direction... I feel like such a mature 'grown-up' sometimes... it's weird... but cool.

My fantabulous little people are back at school and seem to be very happy about it. Little Miss is using all her Irish and I'm doing my best to keep up (eek). At least her dad and nan can speak a sufficient amount of Irish... I'll be taking a night class next year when the small man joins her at 'BIG' school... I can't be having them speaking a secret language right in front of me! For now, he's in playschool and is as much of a super hero as ever. He came home and told everyone his teacher is Ms. Bossy. When asked what her proper name was, he didn't even pause and said 'Ms. Bossy'! :) They're both such characters... they drive me nuts and keep me sane. Parenthood is so bizarre... someone should write a book about it. ;)