July is over, thank you God. We leave for Sebastian's graduation in TX soon. Can't wait to see him. He has done well at Basic Training ~ So Proud.
Fiesta was good, but HOT~!
Okay things that have been happening. Well. . . if you have read my older post you will see I am a bit of a whiner. Okay, I don't whine but this blog has become an outlet for my inner whiner. At any rate, my older post contain my "sad tale of woe" relating to the battle to get my husband to get some stuff done in my house.
I am currently in a 10 day stretch (10 days of working 12 hour shifts in a row). But after we get back from TX I plan to post pictures of all that we have gotten done.
Seb moved out, so Elena is moving down stairs. First we had to rip out the closet in the downstairs room so my husband could fix some plumbing issues in the upstairs bathroom. DONE! Plumbing fixed.
Paint said room and closet and shelves. Almost done - the girl is doing the painting and she is a bit slow but it is a big job.
Fix a hole in the ceiling from the orginial ceiling light fixture - suppose to be done tomorrow.
Move the girl down stairs - waiting on the paint job to be finished.
then. . . SEWING ROOM~! Yeah!!
Okay, so like (channeling some 80's here), I am taking pictures and am going to post them. I know, I know I say that all the time but they are coming. Once I have my sewing room I am going to really get on the stick with sewing and hopefully blogging on a regular basis. I also hope to post pictures of some of the costumes I have sewn.
I really feel in my gut that my life is about to under go some major changes over the next 12 months. I am excited. Ready for the changes. I do see more time off and less work. I also see spending more time on the things I want to do.
I do know for sure that I am entering into a new phase in my life. I have recently lost 25 pounds. I know the counter thing on my blog shows 19 but it starts with me at 185, to be truthful, I stopped looking at the scale when I hit 195. Yeah, sad but true on my 5'6" form.
I also know that the reason I had to undergo this time in my life was, well, so many reasons. One good reason is I grew. Grew as a nurse. One of my jobs is in a LTAC. We take care of ventalited patients, alot of high risk airways, major/complex wounds, complex/mutiple illness patient's and unfortunately quite a few codes. I have grown as a nurse. I work with alot of ICU nurses who often comment "If I had this patient in the ICU I would only have him and not four others." They say many of our patient's, such as high risk airways and critical drips are ICU level and many don't stick it out. It will be 3 years in September and this July 2 years as a charge nurse. I am not super nurse, is there really such a thing? But I am a strong nurse. And I am thankful for the growth opportunity. I also am not a nurse with a big ego. I don't point out or look for other's errors to make myself look good (I hate those kind of nurses, they ruin the flow and energy on the floor). I will mentor anyone and do. I tell most of the new nurse who find themselves stuggling or feeling over whelmed, "I have gone home in tears, I have cried myself to sleep, I have felt sick with dread and on the verge of vomitting thinking of coming back here. But, I made it and I can say this place will make you as a nurse. Take your time, ask for help, if I am here grab me, I will you help you get through the shift and help you get into your flow." I have seen many of them make it with encouragement, mentoring and some help on the floor. And I have grown as a person and as a nurse. Thank you God.
My next journey? Well, time will tell.
I am hoping my husband goes back to work soon. It has been hard on him as a man to watch his wife have to carry the load. It has beaten up his ego and he is not the type to admit or talk about it, so we don't. These have been the roughest years in our marriage, the last 2.5-3. But well, we are making it. I guess he summed it up one day after a particularly grueling week filled with anger and some fighting. I said, "just go." As I was pulling PJ's out of the drawer to head for the shower. he walked away and came back and said, pointing his finger back forth at each of us, "I'll go, but I will be back, because this (still pointing that finger) doesn't end, this (still the finger) is forever." I responded with half a smile "I know, but you need to check on your mom, see you later."
My MIL is older and he checks on her daily. And he did come back soon, only a couple of hours later. Marriage isn't easy but I do think it is worth the work. My husband is very good to me, he does house work, laundry, excellent father, and he tries very hard to support me all the while handicapped with his "traditional latin male" upbringing. And yes, he wears a tool belt and a hard hat and at 50 no pot belly and still has the guns. Yes he's a hottie! I look forward to traveling with him. To having time alone together. I look forward to the empty nest ~ just a short one because I also look forward to grandkids.
Dominic if you read this please give me 3 more years, Sebi - cover it up, you're way too young! Girls - don't even think about it, I said grandmother not raising another baby, you two aren't even at the way too young stage, you're still babies! LOVE MY KIDS ~ THANK U GOD! LOVE MY HUSBAND ~ YOU OUT DID YOURSELF LORD!