Snow-a-palooza, October

Freak weekend for us here in the northeast.  The worst part was definitely the threat of down branches and exploding power lines. I worked Saturday morning, and I watched it snow ALL DAY - heavy, white flakes! I was scared to drive home, to tell you the truth - There were accidents all day, after all, and I am driving with baby in mind (the baby in my belly)! But thank God for those plow persons and salt persons taking care of the roadways - by the time I left work, it was still snowing, but it was also clear, thanks to the people keeping the roads clean. However, the trees were very scary. I live in a very wooded area, and the trees were literally hanging over the road. I watched a power line "explode" in front of my car and it was pretty terrifying in a pitch black night. Power was lost, but we have it restored. God, thank you. It does make me wonder what is would take for me to live without electricity. I would like to live very "basic" so that I can do a lot of things without power. It's not easy!

My whole weekend was wacky. Let's just say I don't get paid enough to do what I do. I really, truly don't. I make a decent living as far as "career" or "job" goes, but as to what I have to risk? It's overwhelming. Some days when patients treat me like dirt, I literally want to dump their bed pans on their heads. I want to walk away and say "Is this really worth it? Really?" I do like taking care of people, I really do, but some actions on behalf of patient's is uncalled for.

Truthfully, I didn't have ungrateful or "mean" patients this week, but I did have heavy care (REALLY heavy care), busy patients...And being 8 months pregnant doesn't help. Thank God I work with good girls. Good team.

Blech....

I am tired, but the hubby asked me to stay awake for him (I am waiting for him to get home from work). So sleepy!

So tired already of looking through house listings. I wish my heart was in this more, but to tell you the truth I am not loving the idea of a mortgage. I may see a home I love, but then the idea of a home loan creeps in and totally spoils the romance of the house for me.

Besides - a home is a commitment, you know? For Brian and myself with our budding family, we need to select our location carefully.

Family=important. Work=important. Sure, we don't know where we'll end up career wise, but I am due for a salary increase and so is Brian. Plus, we currently work at a hospital that still gives pensions (and a money maker like a very large hospital is not likely to go out of business or run out of pension money). Both perks to staying at our current work location...not to mention Brian is comfortable working with the patient population he has, and I absolutely love my floor and the people I work with.

My mother doesn't see the need for Brian and I to live closer to our jobs, because of her own, strange idiosyncrasies. My family factors in a little heavier, because they provide necessary child care for the babe, soon to be babies. Child care is expensive for you people without kids - like - it's premium. I would love to be a stay at home mom, but since I decided to go to school and take out school loans, it's only fair that I take a job and pay them back, wouldn't you say? :) Word to the wise - don't go to a school  that you cannot pay cash for. Trust me on this one, and you'll be thanking me to the bank...

Anyway, this whole house thing wouldn't be bugging me so much except for the fact that we NEED a house. Right now we have two bedrooms, 1200 square feet, a daughter and a baby boy on the way. Sure, junior will be in with mommy and daddy for a few months, and if push comes to shove, we can squeeze him into his sister's room (she'll be 16 months when he's born...also of note is that unless they changed the laws here in PA, it's illegal for a boy and girl to share a bedroom...of course, how can they possible regulate that?)...but how is THAT going to work?

Brian has a small room to work on his guns and inventions - I don't have anyplace to keep my sewing machine out except for the kitchen, which is nice, but small enough as it is, and baby girl gets into everything! Her room is small, no place for all her toys and books. Storage space? Forget about it! I have to bath Tatum in the sink because our tub is a huge whirlpool that would be impossible to bath a baby in (and she hates showers).

I mean, this space works for now, and if we had to, we could make it work for a long time.....but it's not like living in another country, and it's not practical for us. Then again, I am thinking neither is getting a home loan!

Call it what you want, but buying a house isn't an "investment" in the financial sense of the word. Familial wise, of course it's an investment, and a huge reason I want a house/home.

Brian and I just need discernment. I am trusting that if/when the timing is right God will put forth the perfect specimen that Brian and I both feel is right, and that He'll take care of the price tag.

Right now it's daunting. I need a house break. lol.

So...exhausted

I am so tired!.....Yet I am taking time to post online.

What a day.

Patients running pregnant lady nurse insanely crazy! I went 8 hours before I had a lunch break. That's not good for the blood sugar, but I was sustained, praise God. lol. I am still thankful for work, and feeling accomplished...

I should get to bed so I can do it all again tomorrow....

:( :)