Lost wallet--lousey luck

I'm not going to lie it's been nothing but headaches since we moved back to Pima and nothing seems to be working out the way I had planned. All the classes my husband needed to take where filled, I didn't get my applications in time to finish up my degrees, we had to take Kam's to E.R., our remodeling efforts have been a complete disaster, I was stung by a scorpion, my husband's work fell through so it's been a little tight without his big pay checks, and I wasn't expecting to have to pay cash for school or doctors visits because I thought we would keep our insurance and get student loans, but that didn't work out either. We haven't had time to go to Disneyland and now he loses his wallet. GRRRRR. I keep telling him maybe it's a sign we should just move back, but the little booger just tells me that maybe it's a sign we are where we should be and all the stress we have been having has been a test to see if we can get through the rough patches and get to our blissful paradise.

He totally stole my thunder--I'm always the one telling everyone it's going to be OK, and I'm an incurable optimist and never worry about anything, and here he is giving me advice on how to look on the bright side. I guess after almost ten years of him being married to me all my optimist mumble jumble is starting to sink in. Of course he was right although it did take a few months things are starting to work themselves out.

We found his wallet, the remodeling is coming along, and missing out on turning in my application is going to work out the best in the long run. My work has been going great and I will have 6 weeks time off. Not everything is exactly how I planned but it's been so nice having time, being around family, and living in a small town again. We are coaching our girls in soccer, they love their school--things are good, well at least until my hormones go crazy again. I love being pregnant.

*picture credit google images

The Impossible Crib Chase

--I TOTALLY MISSED MY TARGET


I was perusing online for baby stuff getting my shopping fix when I came across this amazing crib, and to make it even more perfect it was at target--my company gives out gift cards for contest they run and I just happen to have a boat load to target I could to use, and it was a crazy deal buy the crib and they would give you the changing table for free, so I excitedly showed my husband and ask his permission to buy the crib, I know silly me asking for permission when his motto is "it's better to ask for forgiveness, than for permission", but non the less I was a good wife and got his approval first and of course he said yes--how could he turn down an adorable pregnant girl, with her big eyes, and pouty lips begging for something to buy. So I quickly place my order online and almost died of a broken heart when I got the error message--Can not ship to that address, you live in the middle of no where loser ha ha. I tried everything our P.O box, both parents houses nothing. I was furious because before we moved my husband asked me several times are you sure you want to move away from all your shopping and I replied silly rabbit I can shop online, so you can imagine my devastation when I found out online shopping is out. Of course my husband hates to see me sad so he packs us all up and we drive down to Phoenix to go buy my precious crib--I know he is pretty freakn amazing.

First target, sold out, second, the same, third no luck, by the fourth target I thought to myself there has to be an easier way so I asked a manager if they have a network of inventory of all the targets in the area, and if they could look up an item before we drove around all day long, and of course with the technology we have today that was no problem and every single target sold out most of them on Sunday night--no fair I'm not a sinner so I didn't even have a chance. It was a little funny in retrospect that we could have saved the six hour trip by calling target a head of time.

We decided to have a little fun before we made the trek home so we went to the zoo and then to the movies, so the trip wasn't a complete bust. Oh and the girls really wanted to go through a car wash so we did and the machine ate our car. When we parked at the mall I notice a huge piece of our roof rack missing. We drove back but they couldn't find the missing piece. Ironic to come out of a car wash with your car in worse shape than when you entered but a least the girls had fun.

So we are still crib less and I'm kinda hopeless without my online shopping : (