2007 that is. I’m seriously sick of this year. I think everyone around me is sick of it too. 2007 you were not a lucky or happy year.

In other happier news, Matt and I spent the weekend up at Pismo Beach. We drove up to Paso Robels and visited some of our favorite wineries. (Ally! The rasberry champange place is GONE! SOLD! *cry*).  Got some great bottles as usual and took some great pictures.  How great is my husband? When my camera battery died mid-trip and he knew that the movers had stolen & packed my charger he found me a best buy & bought me a new one. $39.99 for utter happiness. (usually I’m cheaper than that!).

So I took some good wine shots & what not. Saw the elephant seals up in San Simeon which are always super cool. The big males were out on the beach fighting. Picture two VW Bugs fighting for beach rights. Thats how big they are.

Bought some yarn from the LYS up there. As soon as we find the power plug for the wireless router I will flash the stash I promise!  God I hate moving.

Oh! Got an offer on the house. The former parent company accepted it (they are reimburssing us the mortgage payments till the house sells and paying the diffrence in the mortgage we owe & what they sell it for) so we are going to be free & clear soon. They are taking a total loss on it, but honestly, I couldn’t care. I do miss my house and I did cry when I saw the offer. Guess there’s really no going back & I’m really officially homeless. Oh and people will say “But you are living with your inlaws! you are not truely homeless” & while I’m not on the streets I am homeless, because this is their home & their house. If I wasn’t homeless I could walk naked from my bathroom to my bedroom to get dressed after a shower.

Going to weight watchers tonight. Time to get back on the wagon.  I think I’ve been loosing stress weight but don’t know for sure. I think I look thinner & Matt says so too, but I don’t know for sure. Time to get back to it.

I accepted the job with ICE today. It’s a 10% pay raise from what I am currently earning and it will be a good stradagy to finally split Matt and I up. FTS (our old parent company) used us against each other (like telling my FIL that they would just close down the ohio office & fire both Matt and I if he didn’t do what they wanted him to do) and I never want to live through that again. I think this is a much better route for me anyways, so we will see.

Lots of things going on, I’m finally coming out of my self imposed hiding. I haven’t really been able to deal with my own life since I found out about my infertility and the forced relocation & selling of our house.  Slowly I am able to deal with and be there for people who need and deserve my time. Most days I’m still not me and I know it. That’s probably the hardest part is when you know what you are supposed to be like, but some how can’t muster it.  Breaking down in your FIL’s office over not wanting to work at the new parent company after you’ve already made the decision to take another better job is just not who I am. I am someone who would kick that weepy chicks ass.  The worst part is that normally (not afraid of drugs invented to make you feel better!) I would be on zoloft again just to get back to normal & not weepy. But I can’t. Zoloft + my fertility drugs do not mix. So I would again have to make a choice that I can’t bring myself to make right now.