Trying to think of title that's not depressing (obviously I couldn't...)

So, I have spent the last 48 hours trying to catch up on reading every one's posts. Why I haven't blogged and read anything for 5 months is really beyond me. I think I needed a reality break or something like that.

My husband and I are in the process of finalizing our divorce. He has been gone almost a year... hard to believe (no hyper-links because I am wayyyyyyy to lazy for that, I mean I just started posting again!) It is just time to move on. The sad part is taking off my ring. I mean there is a MARK on my finger where it has been for 2 1/2 years (including the engagement period). So that part sucks. I'm mostly just void of feeling. Mostly. I really don't know how someone moves on after something like this. I mean I have moved on before... I have been divorced before and exited a long term relationship. But geesh, those were easy compared to this.

I have laundry all over my dining room floor. It's clean. I haven't put it away. Why, I don't know. If anyone came over to visit I would die. I mean seriously... all over the dining room floor. Did I mention I am only half moved, so I don't have my dining room table here yet. Yea, just clothes on my floor from this weekend's massive laundry doing fest.

The last month or so I have been watching my ex husbands dog when he has stuff to do or goes to his girlfriends house. OMG... I luuurrrvvee this dog. Seriously. She is so cute. She has floppy ears and piercing eyes that just dance. Then she pooped on my living room floor. Yea, she is on suspension right now.

I better head off to bed. Tired and getting a headache. I shouldn't drink so much organic white tea.

It's my party and I will cry if I want to

Hi, my name is onthegomom and I am addicted to Rock Band. *Hi, onthegomom and welcome*

No pictures yet... haven't downloaded them.

My house looks like a hurricane hit it. Seriously, there is stuff everywhere!!!!! Since I have had to work everyday, but Christmas day itself, the kids have drug their crap everywhere and LEFT IT! I have news for those little hoodlums... they are helping me clean on Saturday.

I didn't play Rock Band last night. I spent my time pouting in my bedroom, watching Sex and the City and eating McDonalds and chocolate (not necessarily at the same time). 4 episodes. The last 4 episodes. So I spent my time pouting in my bedroom, watching Sex and the City and crying. I cannot watch that show enough. It makes me smile, laugh, and cry ALL AT ONCE!

So, you ask... why am I pouting? Oh nothing new there. Just my no good, terrible, crappy job. I had a serious heart to heart talk with my husband last night (after the pouting, SATC and crying). I won't go on and on about it, because frankly, it's rather boring. But let's just say it has to do with .3 (as in 1/3 of an hour) hours of PTO, holidays and a b*tchy boss.

More importantly, there are some big changes comin' around the bin in '08! My husbands supports my decision of leaving this place. Of course right now he wants me to get another job. My goal here: to cut back enough that I can either work part time or none at all and show him we can make it. I feel like this, the kids won't be kids forever and I want to be home with them. There is plenty of time to work and make money and move up in the world or whatever...after they are grown. Right now, I just want to be their mom. Quite honestly, I have never had that opportunity before him and I am practically craving it.

So, this weekend will be busy, busy, busy for us. Saturday- clean the house, take down the tree, do 945 loads of laundry (fold and put away). Of course, my sister (the same one that asked when I was going to put the *expletive* tree up) asked when I was going to take mine down - hers was down the 26th. (I pretty much hate her) I told her it might not come down until February, since it took me so long to get it up. She didn't even laugh. She said "Probably". WOW, she is hard core.

Lastly, Sunday we are going to see the Rockettes! I am sooooooooooooo excited. (might as well end this downer of a blog on a high note, right?) I have heard the show is incredible and it is going to be so much fun. My daughter was invited to go dance at a Rockettes clinic yesterday. It was suppose to be ages 12 and above, but she was asked to go. She said she had a lot of fun. My best friend took her with her own daughter. So the way I see it, my weekend is filled with laundry and Rockettes. It ain't half bad!

Ramblings and Such...

Whew, what a day! I spent, yet again, another day in my life cleaning the house and doing laundry. Almost all of the laundry is done and it's all nicely folded on the couch, I am just wayyyyyyy to d*mn tired to put it away. I will tomorrow night.

This week is kind of like a vacation week for me. I still have to go to my full time job but my daughter doesn't have dance lessons, so I will be home every evening!!!! YIPEE!!!!! Plus there is no Nutcracker practice either. :)

I guess for Thanksgiving we are going over to my SIL (husband's sister) house. I should not be surprised, that is where we have went every year since we have been together, my family is very small and we don't usually do Thanksgiving, only Christmas. I don't know why I am not excited this year, I would rather just SLEEP all day that day. Is that bad of me? Because I am really not kidding.

In other news, I hope you are all sitting down for this one - as I have been writing about it off and one for several weeks now, my daughter FINALLY got her room ALL CLEAN!!!!!!!!!!! Praise God and Hallelujah. Seriously... it is a miracle. It is all picked up, put away, and even vacuumed. She did 98% of it herself. On the last leg of it, I went in and did some directing for her, she was having problems focusing at that point. It took her the entire day to accomplish this. I am very proud of her.

The Husband on the other hand is still on my sh*t list. Really, it's not even worth writing about, let's just say if I could beat him over the head with a frying pan, I so would right now. EVERYTHING he does right now drives me nuts and at this point I am seriously unsure if it's me or him.... and I don't really care. Bad of me, I know.

Oh and I finally took down my Halloween decorations, with Christmas right around the corner and the decorations going up next weekend for that, I thought it was about time. Procrastination is my middle name!

I Did It... I Did It!

I am so proud of myself... and really it is all about self-satisfaction and approval, right?!? I did ALL my laundry this weekend. I mean ALL! As in, all the sheets, all the dirty clothes, all the towels, all the blankets the kids drag all over this house and (you really should sit down for this part) I FOLDED IT AND PUT IT AWAY! Now, to some this is a weekly thing and I congratulate you on your outstanding accomplishment. But for ME, I usually get SOME of the laundry done. It goes something like this: Some kid, "Mom, I have no jeans". Me, "Crap" and I find as many jeans as I can to make a really big load to do, which may or may not get folded and put away. Whew, task accomplished. OR I get most of the clothes clean, so we all have something to wear... but it may or may not (more of the not's I am afraid to say) gets folded and put away. And when the sheets seem like they need washed... I throw them in, get them in the dryer and then throw them back on the bed. But RARELY do I get it ALL done in one weekend. Wash it all, fold it all and put it all away. I almost feel like I won the lottery. Okay, well maybe not that great, put pretty darn good.

On top of this great feat I mentioned above. My kids actually did most of their lists I made them. My 2 boys did 2 out of 3 things on their lists and the third one was attempted just not completed very well.

My daughter had ONE thing on her list... I want to be able to walk through her room. Here is what she did (and I am NOT making this up): 1. made a list of everything she needed to do in her room (and people say she takes after me... HA I say) 2. put her books on her shelf. 3. dusted her 'stuff' (i.e. TV, shelf of dance trophies and knick knacks). 3. cleaned her windows with Windex. 4. Had such an enjoyable experience cleaning her windows with Windex she proceeded to clean all the windows in the front of the house (okay, first off she stands about 4'5" and so the windows are cleaned about 4'5" off the ground and no where else) 5. made her bed 6. came out to help me cook dinner 7. watched Disney Channel. So, I can still NOT walk across her floor, but who can complain about an almost 10 year old on such a humongous cleaning spree! ::snort::

However, my husband did NONE of the items I had listed for him to do. And he said to me, "I thought you were going to help 'daughter' with her room, doesn't look like much got done". In case you wondered, yes he is still alive.... however if daggers could really come out of my eyes he wouldn't of been.