Crossroads or the View from Here

Take a deep breath.  It's going to be okay.  Let it out, silly!

I'm at a point where a great many decisions with long reaching consequences need to be made.

Do I buy this house?  If I do, do I live in it?  Or do I move to another state to be close to my fiance?

Where is my career path taking me?  I've spent so many years arranging my life around my children, that it seems weird to have options.  Previously, I felt like a plant clinging to a rock.  Anywhere I could get my roots into would work.  Now, I'm an animal looking for a territory to claim.

I love my Shaklee business.  I don't have to give that up.  Everything else can change and unless I move to another solar system, I can keep this.

So the question is, what about everything else?

I can be a truck driver or a bus driver wherever I end up.  I like being a bus driver, but I think I'll enjoy being a truck driver just as much and it would be a good experience.

I'm studying for my EMT practical and I don't intend to back down on it, but there is a little voice bugging me about how I might be a little too busy over the next year to volunteer much anyway.  I wish someone would invent a mental gag for all these little voices as it would be much easier to think positive that way!

The Party Bus

These kids are a little rambunctious, but they are still my kind of people.  It's going to take a little time to get them to understand the limits, but I have full faith in their ability.  The radio provides some specialized behavioral modification opportunities.

I cannot believe how much I'm looking forward to visiting my fiance.  I've been feeling a little extra stress with all the uncertainties coming to a head soon.  I love that combination feeling of excitement and calm when I'm with him.

We can have the house IF contractors and a real estate agent respond and IF we can get financing and I'm studying for my EMT practical exam and I'm still not sure where I'm living at the end of the school year, which building if I stay in Virginia and if I am staying in Virginia.

Permanent Substitution

I have my own bus route.  I'm still officially a substitute, but I will be on this route for the rest of the year.  This means I get to crack the whip and get the kids in line and enjoy the progress I make the next day and the next week and the next month!

I need an identification badge of some form though.  Every time they call the bus drivers into the school for a meeting, I need to go.  Every time I go into the school, some well-trained staffer "catches" me and escorts me around till someone more official confirms my identity.

Oh, and the bus has a fm radio and a loudspeaker system.  Pretty sweet if you ask me!

Accepted?

Our counter offer was accepted.  Now, we have to jump through a bunch of hoops to see if we can get 203k financing.  I'm excited.  I'm nervous.  I'm annoyed.

How hard is it to get a contractor to call me back and set a time to come out and do estimates?  

Plans and Schemes and other ways to Mentally Play in the Dirt

Hello, my name is Yvonne, and I'm addicted to garden catalogs.

Oh, I rarely even buy from them, but I look through them and sometimes catch myself drooling.  I mean to get rid of them after a quick look through, but I end up keeping them and they float around my house and  my car, taunting me with organic kale seeds and fragrant hyacinth bulbs and... Oh my!  Is that a ginko biloba?  I need one, right?

No...

It's been 27 hours since I perused the Southern Seed Exchange.

Tentatively, sort of, maybe

We put a bid on the house and we've heard back with a counter bid.  I'm putting together a response, but it's amazing how easy it can be to find information on the internet and how hard it is to verify the correctness and legality of that information.

Fake Estate

Seriously, my brain is wired a little different than most, but when I was growing up and someone mentioned real estate, I figured the other estates must be made of plastic or something.  Not real.

We're looking at a house.  It needs major renovation.  Crossing my fingers!