Day 12

What a day. I think it went pretty well. The funny thing is, today I was on wow a ton. I must have spent 3 hours of it trying to figure out how to come back to life though. I fell off of a cliff and apparently my body was somewhere half way down. Every time I tried to go back to my body and res back to life, I would fall off the cliff in spirit form. For a second or two as my spirit fell past my body I would get the "Come back to life?" prompt, but before I could press yes the prompt would go away. I can't count the number of times I was like "Damnit!" LOL!

So, today I did wow quite a bit. When Erin got home from work, I logged off, and got the lawn mowed. I would have done it earlier but didn't want to be out there with the girls inside. After I had mowed the lawn and was laying down on the couch cooling off, my dad called. He asked if I was still in school and how many classes I was in. I told him I was only in one now, and that it was just way too much to handle trying to get to classes on campus when I have such a weird schedule some days. He asked what my plans were and I told hima bout me resuming my online school with the hospitality management bachelors degree starting in June. To my surprise he didn't seem shocked or upset. I guess he was just happy to know what was going on. What can I say? Honesty has always worked best. Sometimes it is the most difficult to do, but it is always the best bet.

So about wow. I've got mixed feelings about it. I restarted the character I had when I went through my divorce, only this time I made a male night elf priest instead of a female. My previous character that was stolen apparently is long gone, because I was able to use the same name for him that I had used previously. Well through the time that I have played, I actually enjoy it a lot! The mixed feeling part is last night when I was trying to go to sleep, I was reliving parts of when the ex and I were working in Cut Bank, Montana. That was fun. *Rolls Eyes* The job was good starting out, but after a while things became all WoW all the time. So, I guess I have a negative past tied to the game. But now Erin and I are both on there and I know that things will be better. She enjoys the game, and so do I. Plus, since I'm a healer, I enjoy helping other players during battles and will be doing that for Erin some time as we level our characters up.

So when my dad called, we talked about soccer, the house, etc. I mentioned that I just did the lawn. He asked if we were keeping the house up and I told him yup we were. Then we talked about Ally being in soccer and how I will probably be jumping in and starting to coach them. The thing is, the people coaching the team apparently don't know too much about the sport. They do their best, but the main coach mentioned to Erin that Soccer is the sport she knows the least about over all and to tell me if I wanted to help coach that I'd be more than welcome. I have never coached soccer before. I have played for most my life minus the last few years, and I have ref'd. I know all the things about soccer, lots of different tricks and exercises you can do to get better. I don't think it'd be as big a deal if I was the main and only coach. I'm not sure I want to work "with" someone. XD I guess I probably will though, and maybe for next year I will volunteer to have my own team. We'll see what happens. I got lots of pointers from dad about how to work with the girls on different things. I know they are young, so they wont get as much as older players, but this is the stage in life when learning how to play is a good thing mainly because it will help them when they get older. I guess I have to admit that a big part of me is pretty nervous. I know I have nothing to be nervous about, but I still am. I can't explain it.

So, I appologize. Tonight I really do not know what to write about. It's weird, when I'm at home on my days off, I have mentioned that it is hard for me to be open minded on my days off for some reason. That's why when I sit down and try to write a completely off the wall entry, I go out on the porch or go somewhere where I can just let go. So, I will write more for you tomorrow. With any luck, there will be more going on and I will be able to let it all out.

Thanks for being here.

CB

April 17th, 2010 Day 11

Good evening. What an interesting day today turned out to be. After not getting up until 5PM yesterday, I was much more awake and energized at work. I actually enjoyed that quite a bit. Usually as the night goes on, I slowly get more and more tired, all the while drinking more water and walking around to keep myself alert and focused. Well this morning when I got off, because Ally had had her soccer game starting at 9AM, and Erin had to work shortly after that, I knew I had a choice to make. I could A) go to sleep for 2 or 3 hours, get up and go to her game, then come home and crash again. B) stay awake and wait to go to sleep until after the game. I decided I wanted to go with option B, because I do not personally enjoy the way I feel after only sleeping 2 hours. I know that feeling well. It was what I felt every day each week during the first part of college classes while I was taking pretty much a full load on campus. Can you say UGH! I sure can!

So first when I got off, I went and put a $20.00 into the gas tank of my truck. I was on the red line and having to drive to south clinton for the soccer game would easily dent the gas level. After leaving the gas station, I parked in my driveway but left the keys in the truck. I ran over to the house and began grabbing trash bags. I threw the trash bags we had accumulated, which wasn't too many, but it was enough, into the bed of the truck. That's the great thing about owning a truck is it makes getting rid of junk much easier. So after coming home from getting rid of the trash, I went to work in the kitchen. It was just barely 20 minutes after 6 by this point. It only took me a minute or 2 to decide what I wanted to make for breakfast. I knew Erin was getting up just after 7 so she could get Ally up. Ally had soccer pictures at 8AM. I grabbed 2 eggs per person, some hash brown patties (Yup, at ALDI's, they have hashbrown patties that in a way are actually better than mcdonalds! Its a pack of like 15 or something that you bake for less than ten minutes and wahlah! Perfecto!)

So anyway, I grabbed the eggs and the hashbrowns, set the oven to preheat, put the hashbrowns on a baking sheet, put a pot of water on to bowl the eggs, and grabbed a frying pan. Then I grabbed the box of sausage patties out of the freezer. There was only 3 left, but that was ok. When I was done, I had a plate for me, Ally, and Erin with a sausage pattie, 2 hard boiled eggs, and at least one or two hashbrown patties. For Zoe I gave her a single hard boiled egg and a cut up hashbrown pattie. She tried to eat the egg, but I think the texture of the yoke was too much for her because she gagged on it. She never really cared for the hashbrown. So we gave her one of Erin's home made cereal bars and she plowed right through that. I was like "At least I tried I guess." "I'm not blaming you," Erin said. "I know, I'm just saying I tried to include her with what the rest of the family was eating. Oh well!"

So, this may sound strange, but where I'm writing from right now is the kitchen. I'm leaning in the corner of the counter about a foot from the stove top. I have stuffed chicken breasts cooking in the oven with about 14 minutes to go as of this point in this entry, and water coming to a boil on top of the stove for mac and cheese. Now the noodles are in and I officially have twelve minutes till everything will be ready. So I guess I have to write fast! My intent is to be done with today's entry by the time I am plating everything.

So just after breakfast, it was 7:45. Erin commented about needing to leave so Ally would be on time for her pictures. I think she meant for all of us to leave together, but I commented that she should head out with Ally, and that Zoe and I would head out in about 40 minutes. The reason was because I was going to have to drive seperately anyway, and also I wanted to charge the video camera a little bit so I could get video of Ally playing in her first soccer game. At 8 am, yes I was tired, but not really to the point where I felt like I was going to collapse due to having been able to get lots of sleep and sleep late yesterday.

So after the game, Ally, Zoe and I drove home in my truck, unloaded the folding chairs and stroller and came inside. I put the wiggles back on for them, figuring that I wanted to stay up for a little bit before I put Zoe down for a nap and crashed myself as well. By 11:30, Zoe had been awake since 7 and I could tell she was tired and cranky. So I performed the good ol amazing diaper change, and layed her down for a nap with her wooby. I turned off the TV and asked Ally to play quietly or take a nap in her room. Then I changed into my sleep pants, and with our husky up on the bed with me, went to sleep myself. I only figured maybe at least a few hours but I didn't wake up till after 5:30. In a way I didn't like that, but at the same time I didn't mind. Two days in a row of waking up feeling rested. I guess you could say it feels wierd because I'm too used to feeling "slightly rested" but with slightly rested I also feel slightly tired. So it is nice to feel like I actually got decent sleep for a change. When I feel like this, it is much easier for me to feel motivated to do extra stuff like I did this morning when I loaded up the trash bags and got rid of them, and then got breakfast ready.

So when I got up, I realized Erin was playing World of Warcraft. I was surprised. I haven't been on World of Warcraft, otherwise known as WOW, basically since Lori and I divorced. I had a different character back then that was worked up a lot, but it was stolen by a friend of Lori. Having to start over, and all alone, I started WOW again but just didn't like the idea of going through all that work again. My computer is redownloading and installing the game though right now since Erin is on there. I figure, I might as well too. I can restart my priest(healer) and as we level our characters up we can travel together and a warrior (Her character) with a healer (my character) can do really well. One does the major fighting while I tag along and keep her from dying. ;) My brother and sister in law are on wow apparently but I'm sure they are already high level characters and such.

When I started going through the download and install process, I realized I had forgotten just how long the process takes. Oh my gosh! After an hour, the progress was only 5% completed. Part of me felt like after it gets past a certain percentage, that it goes faster and I was right. After about 15 or 20% it got to 60% in about twenty more minutes. While that was downloading and installing I decided what better time to multi task and get my writing done than when I'm waiting on wow to install? So here I am.

So one other thing before I close out this entry for today. Melissa called me. Yup, I'm shocked too. The funny thing was, when her name came up on my phone, I had a feeling she pocket dialed me, and I believe I was right! On the other end, I could hear her talking to someone, and at one point I thought she answered me becaues when I said "Hello?" I heard her say "Hello?" but it was distant and I don't know if she was talking to me. Eventually I hung up and then texted her but have not gotten a response yet. Poor girl. She's busy busy busy. She's a busy little bee. Thankfully she has been blessed with a good job, although it sounds pretty hectic at times. However, thankfully she has also been blessed with the strength to handle everything they throw at her.

So on that note, I'm going to bring this entry to a close. Currently I can't think of a lesson for today. I guess, me being the smart #@# that I am, I am going to be bold and say the lesson for today is to try to stick around with this blog for the entire year that I'm doing it. I dare ya! ;) Think you can do it? I hope so!
O:-) I'm just giving you a hard time. I will write more for you tomorrow. Talk to you then!

Thanks for being here!

CB

April 16th, 2010 Day 10

Good evening everyone. Today is Friday, and we are now on day 10. Last night while I was at work, I grabbed a blank card, and folded it up in my pocket. What I do with the card is I use it to write down thoughts and ideas I have throughout the night that I want to write about here. Last night I really did not have anything all night that jumped out and said "Write about me!" I thought about one thing, and we will cover that now.

Topic of discussion, staying up all night. Have you stayed up all night? Why? Was it because you were simply up watching tv, or watching movies or whatever? Or, were you at work? I have stayed up all night before just because, but now I do it because I work 3rd shift. At first, it was pretty hard to get used to. I would bring Mt Dew, some tea, and a thermas of coffee with me each shift. I would almost always go through the entire thermas of coffee just to keep myself awake and alert through out the night.

Usually I can get to 2 or 3 in the morning, and then my last couple hours were the hardest. At the time I was saying "Thank God for Coffee!" Now though? Not so much. About a month ago, I came home from work, went to sleep, and woke up feeling extremely sick to my stomach. On top of that, I felt really weak. The only way I kept from throwing up was to remain laying down. I could not bring myself to eat anything. I tried munching on crackers but could not even do that. When I finally got over it, I tried to drink a cup of coffee at work the next day. That did not go over well. One sip quite literally felt like a ton of bricks landing in my stomach with tremendous force. I tried to make coffee much sweeter and tastier and it still hit me the same. I was having the hardest time staying awake without being able to handle coffee. So I got online and researched "Staying awake."

The results I got basically said that if you are well hydrated it is easier to keep yourself awake. So, since then I drink lots of water throughout my shift. I do try to take one mountain dew with me if we have any left at home. So the thing that I decided I would write about this morning is this. Even with staying well hydrated throughout the night, when I do get tired, it is usually between 5 and 6. I get off at 6, and my last 30-40 minutes after I have faxed the paperwork over to my employer, I pull out whatever book I'm working on and read. The last few days I have experienced moments in the last hour and a half that literally I found myself swaying to the side while standing stationary. I was talking to a house keeper at south campus for about five minutes or so and I kept feeling like I was going to fall over. I think the phrase for that is "Dead on my feet."

So this morning, around 5:30, I had faxed the documentation over, and turned them in to the client, and I found myself holding firmly on the railing as I went back down stairs. It's an interesting feeling. To write about it in detail for you, I would almost say it's very much as though you are looking through a layer of fog. You can see everything around you, but it is slightly hazy, and because of this I sometimes feel like my balance is off. Then a thought crossed my mind. "Is this pretty much like being drunk in a way?" In a way Yes, and also No. Yes because when you are tired to the point of fog, at least for me, maybe not for you, my reaction time feels slower. I've even noticed memory issues when I'm tired. I will have to double check something I just did minutes earlier because I can't recall if I locked that door or not. I'm the kind of employee that I want to know for sure that I have done everything right, and so if there is even a small shred of doubt then I go back and double check. Better to be certain than to wonder.

The reason why I say "No," is because even when you are tired there are fairly simple things you can do to wake yourself up and be more alert. It is not so easy to do when you are drunk. There is always the option to drink coffee to fight the effects, and eventually it will help, but that also is partly because of the amount of time that has passed since the last drink. As it makes it's way through your body, the drunkeness slowly passes. So, the answer to that is maybe ci maybe no.

I mentioned earlier about reading for the last portion of my shift before I leave. I want to go into that a little bit as far as the book goes. Recently I had been reading a book called Duma Key by Stephen King. I really loved it. It was a great story. Yesterday morning around 7:15 AM while waiting to take Ally down to the bus stop, I finished it. In the story, a couple of the main characters died in various ways, and that truly sucked! It is one of those books for me that I actually began to care about what happened to the characters. So many things happened, such as the deaths of his friends and loved ones, that I did not expect. It caught me completely off guard. It was definitely an emotional roller coaster! If you feel brave enough and think you could handle it, I recommend it!

Daily update. Today I set my alarm for 1PM since my class goes on at 2. I hit the snooze a few times, and then next thing you know it is 1:55PM. I jumped up, thinking "Shit!" I started to get dressed thinking "Great, I'm going to be about ten minutes late!" Then something occured to me. 1) no assignments were due today. We just had to read 2 chapters and I had done that. 2) As far as I knew, we were going to be given a chance to research on the newest paper we are starting. I already know the topic I'm going to be doing and so I can do research myself. No big deal. I glanced back to the bed, and another thought crossed my mind. "I have really not slept a whole lot this week. I have been a perfect class attendant the past two months. I have not missed a single class in a while. Granted, I have been a few minutes late, but thats not so bad. Better a few minutes late than the whole class missed I say. So I decided I would email my instructor that I was sorry I couldn't make it to class, and then I went back to bed. I realized that it was 5PM when Ally came in and asked me a question. So yes, I slept really late for a change but it was very much needed. Plus tomorrow morning I will not sleep a whole lot because I will be at Ally's first soccer game! That should be lots of fun.

So, the lesson for today readers is this. 1) Drink lots of water. Water may not taste as good as soda, but it is extremely good for you. Drinking water instead of soda, or at least less soda, can be helpful if you are trying to lose weight. 2) Give yourself a break from time to time. If you are go, go, go all the time without stopping, eventually you will crash and hit rock bottom. Trust me, I have been there and know the feeling well, as I'm sure a lot of you do too. Stop, breathe, sleep a little extra whenever you get the chance, and just enjoy life. Life is too short. Enjoy the little things while you can! Thats all for today. I hope today's entry was enjoyable and that you possibly got something useful out of it. I will write again for you tomorrow.

Thanks for being here.

CB

April 15th, 2010 Day 9

Good afternoon everybody. We are now on day 9 of my year long quest. Last night I tried something new. Usually while I am at work, I randomly come across things, or have thoughts that I have the urge to write about. So here we go readers.

First topic of discussion. Cigerettes. Cigerettes and smoking are horrible and should be avoided. Not only is it addiction, but it eventually kills you. There is a guy I work with. His name is Dick, and he is one of the overnight Maintenance guys I work with. He is one seriously heavy smoker. I have thought that before, based on seeing him outside taking a smoke break every so often through out the night, but not nearly as much as I saw him last night. I saw him outside on a smoke break twice within a twenty minute period. He was outside the first time when I got done with partroling the parking lot. Then when I was walking through the hospital checking the doors, I came through another hall way and passed one of the glass doors. Outside was, yup, you guessed it, Dick with yet another staff member out on a smoke break. I remember thinking to myself "Damn! Two cigerettes in a half hour!" About 1 or 2 months ago Dick went through a major surgery. He had been having pain in his chest and when they operated on him, his arteries were at least 70% blocked. He said the doctor told his wife to prepare for the worst because it could go either way. Yet, even after going through that surgery, he is one of the heaviest smokers I know. It is sad to think that he is only killing himself by doing this, but I couldn't help it. If you are a smoker and disagree, then I apologize, but everyone is entitled to their oppinion right? This would be mine. My grandparents both died from smoking related illnesses.

Second topic of the day is this. Doubt. I have a really big problem with this. It is so easy for me to doubt myself. Some days it is harder for me to motivate myself to do the writing and stuff that I'm trying to do. It doesn't mean that I don't want to do it. I do. It just means that when I sit down to write, if I get what you would call "writers block," sometimes it makes me doubt that I can do it. Through reading the novel I finished last night, I can see that there is no wrong way to write when you are writing a book. Whatever you love to do, if you do it from the heart, then you are doing it right.

When I sat down to continue adding to my book, I decided that I was just going to let my mind wander and my fingers type. I went from page 67 to page 72. When I am able to let myself go like that, it is almost like an out of body experience. It is like the words and events flow onto the screen without much effort on my end. When I finally come to a stopping point, the first thing I notice is the small but pleasant ache in my hands from all the typing. I say pleasant because it is what I do. I write, and I want to do it for a living. In order to do that, I must work hard at it. Practice Practice Practice.

So on that note, I will bring this entry to an end. The lesson for today is in 2 parts. 1) Smoking is horrible. Don't do it! If you do, you really should consider trying to quit. It won't be easy, but I know you can do it. It's just my oppinion. Take it as you will. 2) Doubt. Don't doubt yourself. Have faith in yourself. I realized this recently and told myself just to let it out. To not hold back, and to not allow myself to doubt. I know that I'm a good writer. I just need to continue on the path I'm on, and believe in myself.

I will write more for you all tomorrow.

Thanks for being here.

CB

April 14th, 2010 Day 8

Good afternoon. We are now on day 8. Today in order to write my blog entry, I decided I would go outside on our front porch and sit on the rocking chair. One thing I thought about last night while I was at work was that when I'm away from home it feels so much easier to get into the writing groove. It's weird. I can't explain as to why I have such a hard time at home. Maybe its because I feel like my mind is going a million different directions when we are all at home. I'm thinking "Zoe don't do that!" or "Ally get your homework done please!" Or "I wonder what we are going to do for dinner."

Sometimes in order to focus, you need to retire to a place where there are less distractions. So, I am going to briefly attempt to write for you detailing the environment it is for me out here. On the rocking chair, I sit at a slight angle, facing towards the right. In my direct site just to both sides of my vision are two of the big bushes we have out front. There is a third bush but it is further off to the side, not as much in my direct line of site. As I look down at my screen, I can still see the cement stairs leading down to the main level of the yard. That is still not as far down as it goes. If you walk down these steps right in front of me, and then go about ten feet, there are three more cement steps that lead down to the main sidewalk that goes in front of our house.

Through the two main bushes that are in my line of site, out past the main sidewalk I can see what looks to be a six foot area of grass. This area runs between the sidewalk and the curb, all the way down the block. Of course, I don't have site of this from where I'm looking, all I see is the part visible through the bushes. The bushes are different in height as well. The one to my left is a little bit shorter than the one on my right. Our American flag is hanging just over the bush to my right. We have a tree just off to the left of our front porch and the view I have of it from here is the large set of branches that are hanging over head where I'm at, sort of giving a canopy effect. The grass has begun to grow much faster over the last few days and this tells me that when I am off on Saturday I will be getting the lawn mower gased up and the lawn mowed. When I think about this, I do not mind because I actually enjoy mowing the grass. It is almost relaxing in a way.

So today as I sit out here on the porch, I close my eyes for a few seconds and try to think about all the things going on around me, and everything I can feel, hear, etc. The street right in front of me is 3rd st, which is a very busy road. Usually when it is busy out you are lucky if you can count to twenty before another car passes. It happens, and happens pretty often, but when it is the middle of the day not so much. Right now I have counted to ten so far and now I can hear another group of cars coming. I believe that the main reason why there are breaks at all is because a few blocks from here there are stop lights. If there were no stop lights on 3rd I'm sure the traffic would remain heavy a lot longer.

The wind is blowing softly. It feels nice and cool all around me. The funny thing is, it is not cold enough though to cool the house right now. The thermastat in the house says the temp is mid 70's right now. We have not put on our window AC just yet. I'm not sure when we will. Maybe when the temperature reaches a number that is just too damn hot. Who knows. I guess we will see. So we have the wind blowing a gentle breeze around me. Passing right in front of our house, on the street are the sounds of many cars. Each car different in its own way. Sometimes cars without mufflers or even motorcycles will pass by and rev their engine loudly right as they pass. Usually we have the front door open to let the breeze come through the house and when these loud engines drive by it is noticeable even from inside the house. Way in the background I can hear a train honking. Just a few blocks from here down near 2nd st is where the train tracks run by. They run all the way through town and head to the southern part of Clinton.

So, moving on from that, I want to talk about last night at work. After the doors were locked, and I had patroled outside, I went down to the office. Maintenance received a call and we went out to investigate. The report said someone spotted a fire on the helicopter landing pad. I told the maintenance guy that I had been outside minutes earlier and had not noticed anything. We took the maintenance truck and drove over there. Of course on the landing pad, there was nothing. I felt a sense of relief when we saw this, because it assured me that what I had seen and noticed was correct. But, we did smell a strong smell of smoke. We went just off the property around the corner and there it was. A decent size fire burning.

The area that had caught fire is used by employees and some patient family members as a smoke break area because the hospital does not allow smoking on the property. Along the curb where the fire was, there are these large wooden things. Basically they are about ten foot long per section, and cubed in a way, completely out of wood and from what I'm told, have a kind of oil inside. I don't know if the oil they were coated with is a way that they are built, but that's what they told me. Well, someone had stuck a lit cigerette down beside a crack in the wooden railroad piece, and now a fire about three foot long was going. Tom, the maintenance guy with me, thought he had an extinguisher in the truck but was mistaken. I told him to go ahead and go get one, I would try to put out the main fire. When he came back, I had been grabbing arm fulls of dirt and dumping it all over the flames. After a few minutes, when he came back the flames were now much smaller in size. He seemed surprised. He was like "Hey, you almost got it out." After a little more dirt on the fire, the active flames were gone. However, there were still pieces of wood and debri that were kindled. He sprayed it all down using the extinguisher but we could hear a crackling. Plus I felt the back of the area where the huge railroad log was and it was really hot. I asked him if we could bring some water over because we needed to soak the whole thing to make sure it would not reignight. We went and got a huge mop bucket of water and doused it. I took a large metal rod and wedged it under the log, lifting that end of it up. Tom stuck his shovel under it, clearing out the stuff that kindled. Suddenly we knew it was all put out.

By this point we had not called anyone and reported anything. I decided that I needed to call the on call supervisor with the security company and report what had happened. I filled out an incident report and asked the on call supervisor if I should still call the fire department to at least let them know what happened. My thought on it was basically a "cover my ass" type of mentality. He was like "I would recommend it mainly to cover yourself. That way the client really can't say anything because you did everything you could do." So I did. I called the fire department and let them know what happened, that Tom and I extinguished the fire, that we soaked it with water and pulled pieces out to make sure there was no chance of rekindle. I mentioned to them that if they felt it was necesary that they should come out and look for themselves. They decided to. I received a call from the switchboard saying that Engine 3 was on their way and wanted me to meet them at the site of the fire. After shaking hands, as they looked at the fire site, I told them I was previously a fire fighter in the Air Force. The guy in charge was like "Oh! Cool!" Then after looking and feeling all over the area of the fire, he turned to the driver and said "The whole area is cold to the touch. I think it is out for good." Then he turned to me and said "Good job!" He took my name for his report, and I then went down to the office and finished my report, detailing what the fire department said.

So last night I did read quiet a bit, I wrote both in the journal and a few pages of the book I'm writing. The main thing I have not done as much as I have wanted this week is getting out and doing some form of exercise. Am I over extending myself by planning for so much that I want to get done each day and through out the week? I still like to stick with my plan to write every day, and to exercise a few times a week. I feel good about the plan still, because I have written every day. When I can't do one, I try to make up by doing something else. For instance, this weekend when I didn't get out and work out, I wrote a little in my book, I read a chapter in the novel I'm reading, and I wrote in my blog. So although not quite like I had planned, at least I'm still sticking with it. I'm trying to keep active and not completely just say "forget it" to everything. I did take a picture of a piece of art but then as I started writing this blog I wished I had gone over to where the fire was and snapped a shot of that. What better way to talk about something than to show a visual.

So the last thing I am going to write about today is the picture I posted. You may or may not have the same reaction I did to it. When I looked it over, I couldn't tell what it is a picture of exactly. The artist did an amazing job with all the different layers of it that it does not come across to me as one specific image. Perhaps it is a painting of caves and stuff growing all around. That could be possible with the purple areas. I know the flash in the center doesn't make it any easier to see the image. I guess the purple could be a form of water fall, with the green being off to the side indicating growth of some kind. I do not know what else to write about it. I'm sure if I wanted to sit here for another thirty minutes I could find little things to write but I need to get ready for work.

So, in closing, it is time for the lesson of the day. The lesson I leave you all with today is to be open minded to the idea of learning. Never stop trying to learn. Some of the things you might learn and wonder "When will I ever use this?" Well, when I stopped being a fire fighter I didn't think I would be putting out a fire at a place that I work at. However, obviously I was wrong, and I was happy that I knew what I was doing. Because I had learned something valuable in the past, I used that and was able to do my job really well, which I'm hopeful the bosses will notice. By the bosses I mean the "Client", whom is the hospital I am security for. I guess we will see. So there you have it, be willing to learn new things. Through the process of learning, you better yourself, increase the value that your employer will possibly put on you, and possibly open doors of opportunity down the road. I am trying to be open minded through out this year long process and be open to anything I could learn, any changes in life that will make things better for us, etc. So that is it for today! It has been a pleasure writing for you all. I will write again for you tomorrow. See you on day 9!

Thanks for being here.

CB

April 13, 2010 Day 7

Good evening everybody. I believe we are now on day 7. I regret that today I do not have any pictures to post, but that is ok. I received a call from my employer today. Between me and the other guard, I write up schedules for the two of us for the next 4 weeks. Well when my boss called, he gave me 3 or 4 different dates that he wants me to include on the next round of 4 week schedule I make up. The earliest one isn't until the end of May so we have a while. Well apparently on these dates, there will be no maintenance working and so myself and the other guard will both be working, one of us as a fill-in maintenance guy. When we did this before, the fill-in maintenance person really didn't end up doing any maintenance. If anything goes down, we call a maintenance guy that should be on call just in case. Usually the night goes pretty smoothly. If its something we can handle, such as a leak, we put buckets under it and then notify maintenance when they come in at 7 AM.

Well, if someone calls us through out the night with a problem that we are unable to fix, such as tv not working or something, we let the staff calling know that maintenance will be on duty in the morning and we will make sure they fix it.

This afternoon Ally called from school. She was supposed to take the bus home right after school and not wait for after school care because today was the beginning of soccer. She had practice today at 4:30, and when she called at 3:45 and wondered why we hadn't picked her up. We were like "Hon? You were supposed to ride the bus home, remember?" She was like "oh." So I went and picked her up. Brought her home, she got ready for soccer practice. As we were headed out the door, Zoe, wearing a long shirt and a diaper *she had ditched her pants* followed us to the door so I went ahead and swooped her up, putting her in the truck with us. Erin came out wondering what I was doing and I was like "Well, she followed us out and I figured might as well let her go too."

I had trouble finding the soccer fields but at least now I know where they are at. Erin called after I finally made it there and said she was going to come out too. The practice went well. I have not done anything in Soccer for aboout probably 4 years, and it is nice to start getting back there in some way. Zoe got done and ran around wanting to kick a ball too. It was fun just trying to keep her off the field. After a while, I took her to the field next door and let her kick around. She will be a big soccer player when she gets older. Erin mentioned something about one of the people trying to coach them possibly needing an assistant coach like me because of my knowledge of the sport and their lack of? I'm not sure. I think I would be willing to but being me, I don't see myself coming to them and offering. I think if they asked me I would. So, I'm going to call that it for tonight.

I'm at a loss for what the lesson for today could be. For lack of a better one, the lesson today can be: make sure to enjoy your days off. :) If you can think of a better one, by all means. Other than that, I would say there is no lesson for today ;) Will write again for you tomorrow.

Thanks for being here.

CB

Good evening everybody! Today is day 6. Last night was quite interesting. After we got done with Red Box movie number one, it was not quite 1:30AM and we went up to go to bed. Erin read for a little while on her kindle and went to sleep. I opened up my novel I'm reading and started a new chapter. After everyone in the household was asleep except for me, I was about half way through the chapter when I started hearing noises downstairs. Not just any noises. Actual thumbing sounds, one of which sounded like one of the doors closing. I kept stopping and listening, trying to see if I could hear the squeek of our stairs as if someone was trying to creep up them.

A big nightmare would be someone not only getting into the house, but getting into the house while we were all asleep. Sneaking into each of the bedrooms and being able to kill us or do God knows what to us without us being able to fight back. So, I kept telling myself "it's fine, there is nobody here." I went down to the landing between the upstairs and down here on the main floor, and stood there trying to look into the room I'm now lounging on the couch in. The only problem was, I had shut all the lights off and so I was peering into a pitch black room. I had the thought going through my head "God help us if there is someone in the darkness staring up at me, with me unable to see them." I went back to the bedroom and continued reading. When I was done, I turned the light off and tried to lay down. I posted on face book basically saying I was freaking out a little, and that I had the worst feeling that there was someone in the house downstairs.

Finally I decided I was not going to be able to let myself go to sleep until I could look everywhere and know for sure that we were alone. I turned my lamp back on, partially waking Erin up. I told her I would be back, that I was taking Teegan our husky downstairs with me to make sure that the doors and windows were locked. I told her about my horrible feeling and she said to be careful. Teegan ran downstairs first, I followed right on his heels, quickly running over to the lamps and turning them on. Made my way into the office, all clear. Checked the front door, locked and secured. Went over to the windows, they were open but we still had the little tab lifted above them which makes them only able to open a few inches. Made our way into the kitchen. One of the windows we had left very wide open. I closed it and put the security tabs in place. I did the same with the other window. On our way down stairs to the basement, I clicked the light on and made sure the back door was latched and locked. Good to go so far. In the basement, I looked for any and all signs that someone might have made their way in there. I found nothing. Went back into the laundry room part of the basement, and everything looked good back there. When I took Teegan and went back upstairs to bed, I left a lamp on in the kitchen, and a lamp on in the TV room that I am in now. I figured I didn't feel comfortable turning all the lights off last night.

Thankfully I was able to go to bed without feeling so insecure after having walked throughout the house making sure. You just never know these days. One day you think you're completely safe and then the next you are face to face with a monster in your own home. The thought went through my head that if it was just me, I would just lock myself in the bedroom. However, I have Erin and two little girls living here too and I would not let anything happen to them.

So onto today. When I was in English class, the teacher told us about the next and probably last major paper we will be writing for this class. It has to do with Argumentative topics. One of the assignments that was due today was we had to write as many topics that can be argued as we were able. One of them that I wrote was about our church. When Erin and I attended a little dinner group seminar thing at the church, our pastor talked about how men are leaders and are the main ones to be pastors and leadership roles at the church. Erin raised her hand and questioned him on it, asking why women weren't allowed to be in the leadership roles. He said that was just how they do things. So, one of my ideas for an argumentative essay was to write about that topic and argue about it using any research I can find. I remember having women pastors when I was younger. I see no reason why women should not be leaders as well. Look at Hillary Clinton, for example. The funny thing was, being about church, I didn't know if it would be allowed. So I mentioned it to the teacher and what inspired me to want to write about it. She immediately was like "That sounds great!"

So after class, I was walking out of the college and got a text from Erin. "Better come home quick! I made a new soup!" it said. "On my way," I replied back. When I got home, Erin was outside working on her garden, watering her plants while Zoe was over by the door playing in her little water pit. The water pit is kind of like one of those plastic sand pits but we put water in it instead. I went inside to get a bowl of soup, having not eaten anything yet today. It turned out Erin made her first batch of Ham and Potato soup. It was yummy! Yesterday she made donuts from scratch. She had made them before, but when she first made them, they weren't as much like donuts being the first batch. This round last night though, one bite and I was like "oh my gosh!" With all the things that Erin knows how to do, and how great everything is, I know that our bakery bistro is going to do great. We will finally put a bakery/restaurant in town that will give the other places a run for their money.

So we loaded up in the car, and went to pick Ally up. Her school lets out at 3:30. At 4PM she had her first swim lesson at the YWCA. The picture is up above. Now what can I write about this experience? Well, we watched her swim off and on. The reason why I say off and on is because the area where the pool was in was extremely warm. I was wearing windpants and a short sleeve shirt, and I was sweating horribly! Poor Zoe got nice and flushed in her cheeks. Erin, Zoe and I got up and went out of the room into the cooler part of the building to cool off. We got someone to give us a tour of the Y, telling us about the daycare, and the babysitting place where Zoe and Ally could both be watched temporarily if we were there for a work out class or just using the gym for an hour or whatever.

While we were there, Erin asked if I would be up for all of us going for ice cream afterwards since we were all so hot (Well except for Ally since she was in the pool). Of course I was up for it. We thought about getting the cheap cones at McD's, but decided to go through DQ. Erin and I both got waffle sundaes, Ally got a waffle cone, and we got Zoe a little plastic cup with a strawberry sundae. She ate it right up, only wearing it on her face and not all over her tummy. I polished my waffle sundae off really easily, and Erin finished most of hers and tried to give it to me. I thought it was really good, but I knew I could not handle any more. So we told Ally when she finished her cone if she wanted to munch on Erin's left over sundae to go for it, and she did!

So backing up a little bit, when we were on our way to the Y for Ally's swim lesson, my employer called wondering if I could come in for a few hours. They needed security for a few hours before the other guard was to be coming in and wanted to know if I could come in. I told them I would love to but we were on our way to an appointment for our daughter. They wanted me in there right now, and I explained that on my off days unless I know a little in advance, I can't come in too quickly. The big reason is when I'm off for a few days, I do not worry about shaving as much. What reason do I have? I'm not going anywhere. Usually i'm off for about three days so really its not too bad. I told the guy calling me that if I were to come in it would take me a while anyway because I would have to first go home, then shower and shave and get ready. I'm not "always ready to come to work," despite what they might think. On my days when I'm scheduled, of course I'm prepared to go. But the big thing for me was I wanted to be there with the family to see our oldest going through her first swim lesson.

So, with last night in mind, here is the lesson for today. No matter where you live, what you do, or whether or not you live alone. If you have a bad feeling about anything, be it something you are getting ready to do, something bad you think will happen, or just an over all bad feeling about something, listen to it. There is usually a reason why you are feeling that way and it could potentially save your life and the lives of the people you care for. When I was in High School, I listened to this extra sense all the time. A friend of mine called me and wanted to know if I would go cruising around with him. I had the familiar bad feeling and told him I had homework I needed to do. The next day I was called by his dad saying that my friend went off the road, rolling his car about ten times. He wasn't wearing his seat belt, but by the glory of God he was spared. I saw a picture of the car and it had previously been a Ford Escort. Now it looked like a tin can that was crushed in from all sides. Looking at the picture, I was sure that if I had gone with him that one of us would have been killed, and it very well could have been me. So, be open to those bad feelings and listen to them. Last night I listened to it and was able to go to bed with the peace of mind that the house was secure. For all I know I could have run into someone trying to get out of the house before I saw them. Safety first! Never take anything for granted, always be on your guard, and listen to your inner self when you have a bad feeling about anything, no matter what it is. Thats it for tonight! I hope you got something out of what I wrote today. I will write again for you tomorrow.

Thanks for being here!

CB