It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!

No, no, not Christmas. I am talking about autumn. I have always loved this time of year.

Today, the kids and I enjoyed the backyard. Well, I should say, I raked and raked and they then scattered my leaf piles all over the place. Needless to say, that was not 100% fun for me, but they had a good time. I felt accomplished. Silly me though, I know more leaves will fall and my backyard will once again be a rainbow pasture.

Oh, and great news on the troop front. We FINALLY have a meeting place. After ignores or "no's" from churches and schools, we had one place that said YES today. Yippee! I've got to make all of my parent phone calls this week to let them know where and when we will be meeting and what to expect for the first meeting.

This week, will be a crazy one for me. Isn't it always though? Sheesh, I need to stop making myself sound SO important. I may or may not be tapping my toes tomorrow night. The jury is still out on that. I have a parenting group on Tuesday. Wednesday is a jumping jive class. Thursday, well I think I can breathe on Thursday and then poof Friday is Halloween. The little goblins are going to be an adorable dinosaur, Ariel (the Little Mermaid) and Cinderella (which was supposed to be Giselle and has changed). Is it next weekend yet? I'm tired just thinking about all of this. Oh yeah, and work. Can't forget that.

Have a great week all!

Boo!

Peek-a-boo.

Life is one big race these days. Days are melding together, the weekends are not nearly long enough and my feet hurt. That's right, the tooties are sore. That' s only because I spent the day tapping away in 2 1/2 inch heels though. I don't do that every day--though it might do wonders for my thighs if I did.

Tonight, we had an ice-cream social of sorts with the kids in lieu of trudging out in the cold for a local pumpkin festival. Ironic. We stayed in side to eat cold ice cream instead of going out in the cold.

The job is marvelous. The boss is great, thus far. No complaints. The hubs is being very domesticated lately and is making my transition back into the working force rather smooth.

I miss blogging. There, I've said it. I know you missed me too. I'm trying. I will try. I will get a schedule and have better blogging-management skills. Scout's honor. Just give me awhile to work on that. ;)

Apologies.

I still breathe and live. I reside most days at a desk that has proven to be relatively lucrative and requires me to wear snazzy shoes and speak smart words.

Just lettin' you know I'm still here. Sort of.

M16 Dreams.

Tell me why I had the most bizarre dream last night about fighting and sporting an M16 (me and my friend Amber together were be instructed by some crusty SgtMaj). Separated from my friend, I was then some odd combat situation wherein the goal was to retrieve/protect some egg (something like the snitch in Harry Potter, I guess).

Anyway, there were folks from my high school designs who were to be in some sort of relay team wherein they would run at the enemy hoping to survive. You know, like the lines of battle in archaic fighting, think lines of battle and company columns. Many of them perished. At one point, I recall thinking to myself (in my dream) that I was glad not to be a fast runner.

There was much more to the dream, but as they day goes on my memory is already getting foggier. I have no clue what the point or moral of it was. It was just plain weird.

Have you had any weird dreams lately?

Balancing Act.

I have survived and enjoyed my first week. Seriously, I really am digging the new job. The paycheck is nice too. I love volunteer work, but it's nice to get paid too.

Here's the question of the week now. How do I successfully balance the volunteer stuff. I'm managing okay thus far, and am open to delegating some of my tasks. Still, I am a bit of a control freak and like to run the show, if in fact I have the chance. My friend and biggest supporter and my VP/co-chair/Design Guru/Spouse Extraordinaire (we really need a title for her) is wonderful. She has offered to take on a lot more work for one particular organization that I have/share what-have you. Still, I feel a bit guilty.

You see, she is a giver (bless her heart) and she likes to do a lot for a lot of people. She is worth her weight (and then some) in gold. Though, I don't want her to take on too much. Know what I mean? I'm having this dilema as she is a million miles away helping out another friend of hers and knee-deep in that admin stuff. Again, she is a giver.

What suggestions do you all have for:

a) Maintaining/increasing the success of an organization without delegating too much; and,
b) Recognizing someone who means so much to you that is often an unsung hero?

I am here, sort of. My day kicks off now about 5 a.m. when the buzzer alerts me that morning has come far too fast. Rushing everyone here there and everywhere, I do drop offs and commence my commute. Arriving at my destination, only 2 days into the job, I am swamped.

I love it though. I am thrilled that I'm busy and not bored to tears as is often the case when you are 'training'. Still, I think I bypassed that stage completely and I was just thrown to the proverbial wolves.

My day typically closes when my head hits the pillow at 9pm far earlier than I have gone to bed in a long time. Of course, a long day drains a girl. I need my beauty sleep.

Tick tock goes the voting clock.

Are you ready? Have you done all you need to? Are you registered? Are you set up for your absentee ballot?

Voters who are Military/Spouses/Dependents: be sure to get your act together in time.

REGISTER

Give 'til it hurts.

AnySoldier.com is a great cause, especially if you are looking to donate.

Recently Maj Pain of One Marine's View wrote a blog post on donating and being thankful. Read it.

I am starting a the new job on Monday. It's been a whirlwind of a week. I had hoped to spend the time doing mini day trips with the two younger kids, but instead we spent the days running errands and tying up loose ends. There were a lot. I'm surprised we hadn't unraveled up to now.

Absolutely amazing.

I have been sending resumes out into the universe for a ridiculously long time now. Some were to see what responses I got in a particular field and others were downright serious with intentions on holding a particular position.

In the last two weeks, the rains came. I have had 2 job offers now, and 3 (other) interview requests. One of which is my ideal position. The call came yesterday. I am speechless. Part of me is overjoyed that I am in such *clears throat* high demand (LOL) and the other part is frustrated. Why is that when you accept a position somewhere, something that is seemingly equal and perhaps slightly better comes along just a little too late.

So frustrating!