I hate making decisions. I wish I could hire someone to make all of life's big decisions for me. I guess technically that job goes to my husband right now. But he doesn't make decisions for me, he asks me what I think and feel and asks for my input. What a jerk.
Rick wants to start school in January. It's not going to happen with a tribal scholarship until we take his biological dad to court. Won't that be a fun way for Rick to meet his bio dad? In a court room for a paternity test. Sweet. The tribal stuff is all still in the works but he needs to get started with school anyway. The other day he got all the paperwork he needs to get started and was told he can't sign up for next semester until the 15th of this month. So we decided to just wait a few days to get him signed up. We've gone back and forth between Rick working for the Railroad or quitting and going to school to become a therapist. Since he isn't working for the Railroad right now we don't have to make that decision quite yet but we are worried he will get called back in the middle of a semester and then we have to decide if he should withdraw from the semester or quit the Railroad for good (if you get called back to work for the Railroad and you don't go you are permanently fired). Right now we don't have to make that decision but it's still in the back of my mind. While we were talking about it Rick decided to just look to see if BNSF (another railroad company - the one he originally wanted to work for) is hiring. And they are. And guess where? In Winslow, Arizona. This is the company that Rick's brother and brother in law work for and Winslow is where they are both working now, and it's close to the ranch. So Rick applied and we are wondering if this would be a possibility (and HUGE blessing) for us. If Rick was hired on with BNSF he could work for them right now, get us out of debt, and then when he gets laid off again it would probably be several years before he'd get called back so he would be able to focus on staying here and get serious about school. Fingers crossed.
Everything is still so up in the air. We have so many possibilities and I'm just waiting for something to happen so we have an idea of what our future is. The biggest decision is the one that I ask Rick about daily, sometimes twice a day. When are we gonna have babies? Everybody else is doing it (seriously, everyone) and our kids have probably a 25% chance of being really good looking so I think it's worth a shot. Unfortunately we won't be able to decide on anything until we have a better idea what our future will be. If we don't figure out things soon we're gonna have to invest in one of these bad boys to make our decisions for us.
In other news, as of 4:00 pm today I am no longer a student or an extern. I finished my 180 hours, and a few weeks ago they offered me a job as a Medical Assistant. It is too perfect. The schedule is good, the hours are the same hours that Rick works, and I really love what I do. I still am working my other part time job plus being a full time MA but I will soon be done with my part time job. It's kind of sad to be leaving the people I work with but kind of not sad at all because I am in the same building as them still and will see them everyday. Best of both worlds. Can you think about that sentence without getting the Miley Cyrus song stuck in your head? Because I can't.
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Yes I can. Because I don't know what song that is. I hate Miley Cyrus. Loathe. Hence, I can read that sentence without getting the song stuck in my head.
Suck on that for a while.
Ha ha. Hope all your decisions are made clear to you soon. I HATE decision making...especially when I don't get a choice. I'm a little frustrated with life right now too...I feel your pain. I WANT A BABY TOO!!!!!!!
Babies are overrated. They grow up, talk back, roll their eyes when they think you aren't looking and mock you in all areas until they themselves are parents.
On the other hand, they smell sooo good most of the time and when they fall asleep on your shoulder it's as if you are holding an angel. They also reach up to be held and it's the most endearing thing ever and when they say their first, "I luff you" you know you are in heaven.
After the hard years of 4-19 they are nice again and may even write the most endearing things about you on their blog. Those moments mean the world to you and you know then that every hard moment and sacrifice was was worth it.
Babies are overrated. They grow up, talk back, roll their eyes when they think you aren't looking and mock you in all areas until they themselves are parents.
On the other hand, they smell sooo good most of the time and when they fall asleep on your shoulder it's as if you are holding an angel. They also reach up to be held and it's the most endearing thing ever and when they say their first, "I luff you" you know you are in heaven.
After the hard years of 4-19 they are nice again and may even write the most endearing things about you on their blog. Those moments mean the world to you and you know then that every hard moment and sacrifice was was worth it.
The 4-19 I'd be able to handle because when they are 18 they are out of the house. I can save a year. Jodi will be an awesome mom! I know it. Me on the other hand. I'll just have to dive in when its the time. Cause, it will always be a baby waiting time.
I HATE making decisions. But the crazy thing is that BIG decisions I've usually got no prob with.
Dropping out of BYU to start hair school? Did it in an afternoon.
Marrying Jordan. I wasn't stressed about that at all. Ever.
Having kids. Sure, why not man?
But, what to eat for dinner, what candy do I want to take to the movie? Give me a few more minutes please.
Jodi,
I love being able to 'follow' you and Rick :) thanks for blogging - keep it up!
Making decisions? Ugh. They're only life altering....I'm fine with change as long as I feel the absolute assurance it's what the Lord wants us to do, if not, I'm less confident. I have learned that you will feel a significant warning feeling if it's NOT a good decision.
Hang in there!
I love you!
Denise
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