Change is not welcome in Tobey's world

I am such a creature of habit. I have lived in 3 houses, all in waxahachie (this includes my childhood), worked at the same job for 16 years, kept the same car for 10 years, you see my point. I will stick with things just because they work and they are comfortable or, more evident in the last few days...because I fear change! Our offices are moving after 25+ years in our space. I've been there for 16 of those and while initially I was in denial, this week, as we are down to the wire, I am absolutely frustrated, irritated and downright pissed. I can't find things I need, we're supposed to continue to work, yet somehow manage to find the time to pack. I feel like I'm being pulled in fifteen directions, plus, I have some medical issues on my mind. Doubt it is anything serious but still in my thoughts. My mom and I have had a disagreement and neither of us is willing to budge. Kids, kids, kids. I'm just overwhelmed and the office move is pushing me over the edge. Good thing it will be over Thursday!

100% stressed

How could this be possible? Let me count the ways...

Lower back STILL hurts. Traffic sucked this morning. The traffic lights were out downtown making traffic even worse. I didn't get to work until 9:45! Dalton is still struggling in school. Dennis is still out of town. Jackass didn't do what he told me (& the boys) he was going to yesterday. Monday is not my favorite day of the week. I'm STILL only one person, trying to juggle many balls at work. My friend Christie is dealing with some relationship issues and was very upset yesterday. That's all for now.

The day WILL get better!

Depressing thoughts

• I don't get paid until Friday and I'm already in the negative
• I'd like to grow a goatee to hide the double chin(s)
• Damn I want to be photogenic

Never a dull moment

I've been in a funk lately. Actually, I'm trying to get in to see the dr. next week. I don't know what it is, I just don't feel "right". I'm exhausted, my body aches, I can't sleep, when I do sleep I break out into sweats. I think I've gained 15 pounds in teh last 2 weeks. Ask my mom, she'll glady attest to that. Did I mention I'm exhausted? Well, I've chalked it up to being busy. Between work, moving at work, baseball, choir recitals, and all other "kid things", I'm just pooped. Pooped or not, I'm going to the dr. to get a check up. Cross your fingers.

So I come home from work and head to baseball practice, but not before I go to Walgreen's to get my $5 coupon that they jipped me out of on Sunday. I find BREAKING DAWN in the backseat so I gladly pick it up as the boys practice. I can jump back into this book in no time. Practice is over so I head home. The boys go outside to jump on the trampoline. I decide to take this opportunity to read some more...I can't put this book down. I'm doggie sitting for Dennis while he's out of town so I have his big doggie Fred. So I spoil him rotten, just like my own. I grab my book and head towards the front door. Fred is pretty big so he's not allowed to go out without a leash. He sits down like a good little doggie, I leash him and he's quite anxious to get outside...he can't sit still. He doesn't have very good walking manners but he is on a choke chain so once it tightens up, he knows what to do. He twists around me so I am wrapped completely one time in his leash. I open the door, he starts to run, throws me onto the ground as he untwists me and takes off after this dog that was sitting at the corner of the street. Fred running. Tobey yelling (as I pick myself up off the ground). Adrenaline pumping. I chase him almost to the end of the street when I realize, he ain't coming back. Run back home, get in car, drive neighborhood with my head out the window screaming "FRED!!!!!!" Go back home, pick up the boys for extra eyes on the lookout. Drive up and down the street. Drive, yell, drive, yell. Panic. What will I tell Den? Oh shit. Drive, yell. We pass the Cooper's on Grand Street and Mike is outside. Dalton yells....I see him. I back up, jump out of the car, completely oblivious to traffic. Sweet Mason says, "mom, should I lock the doors?" Mike comes across the street, said he just saw him. He asked if he still had his leash on...Yep....that's him. Mike calls him, he comes running. Tongue hanging out of his mouth, panting, I pick him up and get him in the car. Whew. This could have been disastrous.

Monday is over

I survived. I'm not sure how, but I did. I had a short day at work because I had scheduled a dentist appt before I went on my trip. I had a cavity and needed to get it filled. Today was the day. I really don't freak out about dentists because I have the best ever but I must admit I was quite READY when they put the laughing gas on me. I always think they have (or should have) this ridiculous big red clown nose on me while I'm inhaling deeply for the greatest safe floating feeling ever! It was over before I knew it. Whew.

I'm looking forward to my long time high school friend, Kim coming to visit in a few weeks and ultimately moving back to Texas. Woo hoo....

Glimpse of the evening...well, 2:30 till now.
Left work. Drove to Midlothian. Dentist appointment. Talked to Kim before and after. Drove to pick up Dalton from tutoring. Took him to get whataburger. Went to Dennis' house to "shock" the pool. It was green and cloudy and we have some work to do before I'm so much as dipping my toe in that water. LOL. Grabbed the dog food from Dennis' so I didn't have to go to the store, it was heavy! Came home. Changed clothes. Took Dalton to the Fine Arts Center for a choir program. Watched/listened to the program. Went to baseball - Mason was playing. So exciting when your child is on the field! Game was over at 9:00. Took the boys to Taco Casa for some very nutricious dinner. Uh..hello, CHEESE is a milk product. Duh. The boys are in the bath and I've realized I am once again, addicted to blogging.

Calgon....take me away

I am so stressed right now. I wish someone would take some of this burden. Last night, was my typical "it's sunday night so I can't fall asleep" night. I tossed and turned, watched TV, turned the TV off, read, wrote, made a to do list for today, thought about the people closest to me that really irritate me, missed my kids, wished I'd gone to get dog food, wished I'd filled up with gas, thought about the upcoming move at my office, missed my honey - he's been gone for two weeks, really needed my honey to help me deal with this stress. 1 AM I turned off the TV and willed myself to sleep. 2:45 AM my dogs woke me for a potty break. Took the dogs outside, sorted a load of laundry and started it while I was up. Went back to bed, freezing....couldn't get warm. Got up, turned on the light, found flannel pj's, long sleeve shirt and socks, turned off my A/C (window unit), turned on the fan, unplugged the extra alarm clock because it was shining in my eyes, crawled back in bed, again, willed myself to sleep. Alarm started at 6:30, finally got up at 7:00. Let the dogs out. Showered and got ready. Got my "to do" list together as well as other work/related things that needed to come w/me to work. Let dogs back in. They spilled water in the floor. They walked in it. They walked through the playroom. Mud is covering my kitchen and playroom. I thought, "why me?" I laughed. I put some towels down and did a quick clean up of the kitchen floor. Wished I bought dog food last night. Came to work. Crates are lining the walls. Depressing. It is real. It is claustrophobic. Wake me when it's over.

More Mexico

I know...I've been slacking. Give me a break, work has been hectic this week. It has been a long time since I've taken a week off work.



Back to Mexico. We went on a canopy/zipline tour which was AMAZING. I thought I might be a little scared but it was such an adrenaline rush swinging from treetop to treetop in the jungle.
http://www.vallarta-adventures.com/puerto-vallarta/pop-canopy.html#mapstart



We also went to the village of Yelapa and snorkeling in the coves on the way there. I've never been snorkeling but I loved it too. The water in PV is not as clear as other destinations in Mexico but once I had my mask on, the fish were apparent and very vibrant. I saw several bright blue and yellow fish and a blow fish that I followed around until I bumped heads with another fellow snorkeler.
http://www.vallarta-adventures.com/snorkeling/yelapa-majahuitas.html


The most adventurous of my "tours" was horseback riding. I thought I was going to die. The ride UP the mountain/jungle was fine, but when we decided to go back down, through the jungle, and see the waterfalls...well, that was a different story. Here I am on this big ole horse. About 24 inches of a ledge. No safety rail keeping us on this trail. I tried to calm myself. I even sang Twinkle Little Star to the horse. Dennis kept asking for the camera, sunscreen, whatever. I kept telling him-I am NOT taking my hands off of the reigns. I was a mess! By the time we got to the half way point, I jumped off the horse and started bawling. Poor Dennis. Poor Me. No more horseback riding for a while!

Viva la Mexico. Day One.

can I go back?

The trip was awesome! So much to blog about, so I'll start on days...

Day One. I was nervous about the trip because of the press that Mexico has been getting lately. We flew first class so with a few drinks, the plane ride was fine. We get in the taxi and wow...he was a crazy driver~~suddenly, traffic stops and we hear sirens. We are at the stop light (which obviously are not necessarily observed) and here comes anyone in Puerto Vallarta with of power ....policia, bomb squad, ambulance, fire department and SWAT team - complete in their all black attire, face masks and machine guns. Holy crap!

We ride to our hotel which was NOT in the "hotel zone". Dennis didn't want to be amongst the hotel chains and once we arrived, I was glad we weren't. The hotel was secluded and a 30+ min. drive to town. Absolutely beautiful. 5 star plus. The grounds were amazing. I'll add pictures next week. We checked into our room, admired the view, then headed to the pool bar for some much needed R&R.