Sunday Evening

It is Sunday Evening.....tomorrow is Monday morning and back to work...I like my job for the fact that I have enough money to pay the bills, buy things, and live comfortably....but the truth is I hate my job, I hate the atmosphere, I hate the work, and I dislike some of the people. There are a few people there that are gems, hidden in the anger, the deceit, the game playing and back stabbing. There are several people there who are photographers, one man I have never met but been to his website, his bird photos are amazing! Check it out...Bird Photography, but I just cringe at the thought of going back to the drama at this point. And it is just that...DRAMA...with my supervisor her Union Counterpart and the fact that they dislike each other very much and they pull people in to take sides with each other. It gets really old. I don' know who to trust if anyone, and I want to do web design! Period end. I sit in my car some mornings and think I just can't do this today, I sit there gripping the steering wheel hoping beyond hope that something will happen that they must send us all home, that I will have some emergency that requires my attention away from work...anything...ANYTHING....then I take a deep breath and talk myself in to going into work, praying for strength and wisdom to get through just one more day, hoping that this is the week that I find a different position that will free me of this bondage. I will not quit and be without a job, I won't put myself and the children back into that position in these economic times but I certainly wish I could. I have even considered moving far away to find something, ANYTHING...to get out of this job. SIGH......

well O.K. then....

Well my last post wasn't really finished. I left in a rush. My father in law died on Mother's Day. He was really my ex-father-in-law but I knew him LONG before I ever met my ex-husband. I knew my ex-husbands mom and step father from Church, they are (were?) friends of my mom and dad's. He used to call every night and say, "hi, this is Dad, just calling to say that I love you." I do miss him. But he is probably having the time of his life up in heaven!

Too much death in too short a time. My sister died on Good Friday, My father in law on Mother's Day, we were just holding our breath through Father's day but we made it! Thank you God!

Let's see what else is going on....my youngest son will go live with his Dad the second half of the summer and then stay there and live with him. I will only get to see him every other weekend. My heart is breaking with this and I don't care to discuss it beyond that.

My daughter is having a difficult time in her teenage years and we have some very serious issues to deal with. Again I don't want to discuss it beyond that but if you are a person who prays please throw prayers up for my daughter. God knows her name and the needs there.

My artwork is falling by the wayside somewhat. My job is so emotionally draining that when I come home I don't have the energy for anything past that. I crash plain and simple. If I were alone, I would probably come home and go right to bed, it is that bad. I hate my job, but, the bright side is, I have a good paycheck, and the bills are getting paid.

I would like to go hibernate for about 3 weeks on a beautiful island with nothing but my books and some art supplies, such as my sketch book, watercolors and computer with no internet just my illustration software. Ah..that would be heaven.

My oldest son turned 18 yesterday. It is hard to believe I have an 18 year old but I do and he is a nice young man, and very talented. He drew the irish family crest for my dad for a father's day gift. I am so proud of him!

Well that is all for now. I am going to go learn how to blog from my cell phone so I can post more often!