Yes, I went to school today. I woke up still sick after laying around all day eating cold tablets like m&m's, but went to school anyhow. I think yesterday I felt worse because I missed school. I'm tired and worn out, but feel more edgicated.

Hubby got a job offer, again. Actually two last night. 1 is to be district manager at the paper. This means benefits, I can't tell you the last time we had insurance on anything other than the cars, house and liability on the business. The tooth I had pulled cost out of pocket around 400.00 which hurt the old bank account something terrible. Oh, yeah..the other job offer...one of our fellow carriers wants to totally remodel his kitchen and asked Scott to do it. When my husband told me about both job offers, I just looked at him and said, "you know, it always comes all at once, we are either starving or feasting, no middle ground." The DM job offers us middle ground and from where I'm standing, middle ground is good, more than good..it's stability. The remodel job offers us a chance to get caught up on some bills, maybe even put some in the bank. Either way, both jobs are heaven sent. That is, if he gets them both. I'm putting it in God's hands and claiming it as so.

The cops are getting pretty bad on our route, well, I mean they are pulling us over alot. They want to know what we are doing, how come we are swerving from one side of the road to the other....like they didn't see the papers flying out of the windows... Frankly it is getting annoying. They have only pulled us over once with me in the car, but now they are pulling hubby over at least once every two weeks. If hubby gets the DM job, I will be back out there by myself. I can't wait till they pull me over. I'm gonna give them a what for and then some. We got a job to do and we have to have it done by a certain time, or get charged for every late paper. We have had the same car and that route for over a year now. They have got to know the car by now. In fact we have helped them locate stolen cars, called in when it looks like a car has been broken into, you know we help keep a watch on the houses on our route. It is an interferrence with our job when they keep pulling us over, running our tags and license. It takes up the time we have to deliver the papers. About two weks ago, a cop came flying up on my husband and stayed right on his butt. My husband had to get out to put a paper in a mailbox, as soon as my husband stopped and got out, the cop turned on his bright lights and turned the spotlight on him. My husband ignored him, put the paper in the mailbox and got back in his car. The cop pulls up beside him and says have a good night. If that were me, I would have hollered at the cop for blinding and scaring the piss out of me as soon as he turned on his high beams. I am about ready to take flyers with the picture of my car on it up to the police station so they all will know that if they see this car out at 3am that it is a paper carrier, all license and insurance is up to date and to leave me the hell alone.

I swear, I really did just get out of my pms stage..really.

This is my day so far. Things will turn around for us. It just takes time, hard work and endurance. I will get edgimacated, I will get my Dgree, and one day one of those cops just might have to get a shot or better yet an enima from me....Revenge can be sooo very sweet.