Everyone knows I'm in over my head, over my head...

Thought I would post something before a whole year went by... Life is either boring and there's nothing to say or bad things are going on and who wants to hear bad news?
This winter has been so long I can't remember what summer is like. Does it really get warm enough outside to go out without a jacket? That just doesn't seem possible.
Last weekend I took the girls down the the cities for 3 days to get away from the flooding. It was so nice to just hang out with them and not have to worry about anything or anyone else. We didn't do half the things we talked about doing while we were there, we wanted to go to IKEA and the zoo, but there just wasn't the time or energy. They are getting so big, so fast, I try to hold their little hands as much as I possibly can while they will still let me. At what age do you lose the urge to pull them on your lap and hug them? I can't imagine not wanting to but I'm pretty sure my mother doesn't have those urges!

I've got orange pants, I wear them when I dance but I don't get out that much...

Last month Barenaked Ladies (my favorite band of the last 13 years) put out a kids cd called Snacktime. The girls love it, especially Sylvia. It's so cool to have your kids demanding your favorite band from the back seat. Speaking of the back seat, I'm a bit of a car seat nut. I plan to keep my kids harnessed as long as I possibly can. And why not? Have you seen what can happen in accidents if you get thrown out of the car? No we'll probably never ever have a serious accident. But if we ever did I don't want to feel like I could have done more to protect them. Their father switched Sylvia to a backless booster last month. I have no idea why. I bought and installed a nice car seat in his car for her. I think he did it just to make me mad. *sigh*

I love my new job. It's only been 2 1/2 weeks and I hate not knowing what I'm doing, but I love it. I missed working in a hospital so much. The people I work with are great and so far I'm smarter than I thought I was. (I was a little worried after being away from hospital pharmacy for 9 months) The hours are so nice too. I pick up the girls at 4 PM and we have all this time before dinner we never had before! I found them a new daycare, they start July 7th and I am so happy about it.

Oh, yeah, and I got tagged.
So here's the rules as to what I had to do and if you are one of my lucky 7 below then you need to also do the following:

1. Link your tagger and list these rules on your blog.

2. Share 7 facts about yourself on your blog, some random, some weird.

3. Tag 7 people at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.

4. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog .

I was tagged by Angela
Here's my lovely facts:
1. I really like to do laundry. I don't know why.
2. I'm very, very nosey but like to try to disguise it as simple curiosity.
3. I am fascinated with hearing about other people's romantic relationships - maybe because I've had such bad luck. I love to hear about them , read about them, talk about them...
4. The only man I find physically attractive is my boyfriend. Seriously.
5. I have really strong but unpopular ideas about parenting. I mostly keep them to myself because I hate it when people try to force their ideas on me. And I don't like listening to people's excuses as to why they can't do the right thing. I'm amazed that people have no problem spending $2000+ on a TV, but $150 is too much for a carseat their kid will use every single day for 6-8 years.
6. I'm not very close to my family, and most of the time it doesn't bother me but I really want to have a close family with my kids and grandchildren.
7. I dropped out of college at 18 and didn't go back until I was 25 because I was raped but most people assume it was because I was lazy.

I would tag 7 people if I could but I think this has made the rounds of everyone I know. If you didn't get tagged and are reading this and wish you had been tagged, consider yourself tagged by me...

You cut me open and I keep bleeding, I keep keep bleeding love...

Sorry it's been over a month. I don't know how the time goes so slowly and yet so fast at the same time. I'm reading a new book "How to Avoid Falling in Love with a Jerk". So far it's pretty good although now that I have kids I just don't have the time to repeat my old bad patterns. Don't have the time and just don't have the emotional energy either.
Things are about the same here. I start a new job June 2nd and I'm really excited about that.
I don't understand men. What else is new?

Take my hand and we'll make it I swear...

Last night was the Bon Jovi concert and it was great! I am getting over strep throat so I couldn't enjoy it as much as I would have if I'd been perfectly healthy, but I still had a great time. I don't get to go to concerts very often so I always find them so surreal. I kept wanting to turn to Seth and say "Look! It's fucking Bon Jovi right there!!" But I know he would just think I was weird and "small town" so I kept that to myself. The dome was full, the show sold out a long time ago, and to hear that many people singing at the same time is so cool. There was a women sitting next to us who was really friendly, she even offered to buy us beer when she was going off to the bathroom. (We were way up, about 10 rows down from the top, right in the middle of a row.)When I bought the tickets months ago I wasn't sure who I would be bringing with me to the concert. I told Seth he could have the other ticket if we were still together at concert time but I didn't really think we would be. Here we are almost 6 months later with the concert behind us! In fact in just nine days it will be exactly six months ago that we met in person at The Winery. So much has happened in those 6 months!
In just a few days we're going back to the dome with the girls to see "Annie". I'm a little nervous about taking Susannah, she loves the movie but I don't know how she'll do at a musical. Hopefully I don't have to spend the whole time with her out in the hallway...
Last weekend we all went down to the cities for a little vacation. Seth had a monitor he wanted to return to Costco and I wanted to do some shopping. The girls wanted to go back to the rides at the Mall of America. Unfortunately it turned out to be a horrible weekend and by the time we got home I was pretty sure our relationship was over, or would be soon. It's so hard traveling with Seth and the girls because I have to do everything for them so it's not really relaxing at all for me and Seth is still adjusting to being around little kids, especially all day and night. It didn't help that my strep throat came on the end of the second day, and Susannah was sick and coughing most of the time too. We've since talked over some stuff and will talk over some more stuff in the near future and I think things will be good again.
I'm starting to see my pattern in relationships - before when times like this would come up I would just wait a few days and let the conflict pass instead of confronting it and seeing if the relationship would end. It's hard to talk about this stuff, especially if you don't hear what you want to hear. But this time I'm determined not to settle for a relationship that doesn't meet my needs no matter how much I think I love the guy so I'm making the two of us discuss these things until we can see each other's side and come to an agreement. It feels good to be secure enough to be able to let this go if it's not going to be good for me, well, us I mean, I have to think about what's best for the girls too this time around. It so important that they get what they need too.

You can bring me down now I’m wrapped around your whole hand stop looking so surprised...

I could probably tell you a little more about our trip to Florida. I was planning to take the girls down there to see my mom in February and then Seth found out he would be going to Orlando for work in March so I changed my trip to overlap with his a little. I went to my mom's first for a night and then left the girls with her and drove her car up to Orlando to meet him. We stayed in Orlando for two nights and then drove back to my mom's. The trip didn't quite live up to our expectations. I think we had different ideas of what it was going to be like and also Seth wasn't feeling well and so instead of a romantic getaway it was a lot of silence, misunderstandings, and a little bit of crying on my part. We worked things out though, and once we got to my mom's the rest of the vacation was pretty good. My mom really liked him. The girls had a great time. It was so odd being on this family type vacation with a boyfriend. Now I realize what a big step it was to take and maybe we should have waited a little longer to take it. I knew the girls liked Seth but now I realize they are getting attached to him and would probably miss him a lot if he was gone, especially Susannah. There are things like this that I would only like to have to do once and so maybe this kind of trip should have waited a little longer until we were sure it would be that way. The idea that I might have to someday bring some other guy down there to meet my mom like that is so depressing... Of course I am getting way ahead of myself again. When the present is so uncertain I tend to think about the future too much. I have been trying to just live in the present and not worry about what the future will bring but it's really hard for me. I like to know everything. I like to analyze everything to death. Actually there are a couple of things that have happened lately or been said that would have driven me crazy before that I'm not even dwelling on the least bit and I'm so proud of myself. I think a big reason for that is that with 2 kids I have a lot less time to just sit around and think like I used to... and of course I have them to consume the majority of my thoughts and worrying also...

I know who I want to take me home...

I just want to clarify something from the previous post. The part about losing my best friend in the divorce. Obviously I'm not talking about my ex-husband, although there was a time when I considered him my best friend. Scary... I'm not the least bit sad about losing him, I was referring to someone else and I realized "best" probably isn't the right word, especially considering the circumstances under which I lost him. "Favorite" is probably a better word. He was my favorite friend. I seem to have a knack for attracting people who treat me like crap. Why is that?
I've started over in the friend department before, that doesn't scare me. And maybe now I'll have better luck. I really need to find some women more like me. Women who are mothers, and love being mothers, but understand that it's important to still want a life of their own. Women who are willing to get a babysitter every once and awhile (or leave the kids with their father) and get out and do something fun. I have no idea where to find these women in real life. I've found several online and they have been lifesavers in the bad times but we can't exactly meet up for drinks on Saturday nights...

And Lord I'm sick and Lord I'm tired of love...

Had a real bad patch there, sorry... I didn't realize how much I had checked out until I started to try to catch up. I got a lot done the last few days, there's lots more to do but at least I seem to have the mental energy to start doing it. So many things went wrong all at once. I think I mentioned that I'm having trouble at my job too. It's almost 1 AM and I have to work tomorrow so I should really get in bed but there's a few things I want to get out...
I feel like I'm back to feeling joy and relief at my freedom, my second chance, instead of shock, frustration and despair at what he gets away with and the horrible things he does. Dwelling on it gets me nowhere. It's not like if I protest for 3 more months my sister will finally come around and be on my side again. (Again?!? What I probably mean is 'for the first time in my life'!) I can't cry 832 more tears and get my best friend back. I just need to let go and move on let go and move on let go and move on... and most days I do, it just catches up to me every once and awhile. My immune system seems to be taking a little siesta during this time of stress so I've been sick a lot more often lately. My ulcer has come back and it hurts like one bad SOB some days. My ex husband has stopped paying his half of the house payment. So there goes my excellent credit. I probably won't be able to buy another house for 10 years now. But at least I'm not in contempt of court! I hope they put him in jail... What is he thinking? Oh I also found out that he is refusing to sign the form to release his Roth IRA to me. Another court order he is not obeying! I wonder if his lawyer tries to explain things to him and he just doesn't get it or if his lawyer is so bad that he doesn't explain things to him at all. I'm pretty sure it's the former. He also thinks he can take me back to court to change our physical placement order to 50/50 so that he can get child support even though it's set the way it is because we had a guardian ad litem for the girls. Even though it was just ordered that way in December. Even though I work 30 hours a week and he works closer to 50. He is totally obsessed with getting child support, and he makes sure to remind me every time we "talk". Right now all I have to do is say the word to my lawyer and he will have to pay me. His obsession makes me want to do that just to hit him where it hurts. Just to show him how wrong his ideas are. In the meantime he admits that the most recent schedule that he made (I let him make all the schedules and I always have, it's so much easier than trying to 'negotiate' with him) is not working for the girls yet he won't change it. Nice, what a great father. Shared physical placement is for people who can get along at least a little bit. For people who can negotiate, compromise, work together to find the best solution for the kids. I finally first realized that he had never compromised with me on what he wanted when we were talking about dividing up the furniture when he moved out. He was completely shocked when I told him the dining room set we bought wasn't what I would've bought on my own but the one we could 'agree' on. He couldn't believe that I would settle for something that wasn't exactly what I wanted, because he never would. That really opened my eyes to our relationship and it's reality versus my perception of it. Now our final divorce order is not exactly what he wanted so he thinks he should be able to change it. Even though he sat in court and said he agreed to it just a few short months ago. I'm sure he did it on the advice of his lawyer. Good advice in this case, but he doesn't seem to think it meant anything. For him it wasn't over on December 17th because he didn't get his way, and damn it he always gets his way. I can't believe I married such a bully. I can't believe he won't just leave me alone and go on with his life. I can't believe he is so obsessed with the money I could make that he doesn't seem to give a damn that I'm the mother of his children. I am really kicking myself for agreeing to such a vague placement order. I wish it was lined out down to the minute. It would be inconvenient but at least I wouldn't have him trying to use the girls to control me and hurt me more. You wouldn't believe what happened last week. It almost involved a call to the authorities.
Oh yeah, so back to the 'love' part. Well, maybe not. I don't know what to say. I am in love but I wonder if I will ever be able to really trust someone again. I'm pretty good at faking it but that's not very fair, is it? The stupid hormones don't help. Seriously, I think I would be perfectly happy being single for the rest of my life if not for them. Why is it that my biological clock started ticking at 22 while my sister is 32 and still doesn't care if she ever has kids?
Lately I've been really jealous of families. I know not everyone is as happy as they pretend to be, but still, why did it have to be such an unachievable goal for me? Last week I happened to notice this man was wearing a wedding ring and it brought tears to my eyes. I walk into Sylvia's school and see the Christmas card family pictures of the other students and get a little depressed. I think one of the most frustrating things is that I feel like I don't deserve this. I was a good wife. I always treated him with love and respect. I never, ever would have betrayed him in any way. It's funny that he was the jealous one and so controlling when I never would have done anything wrong. Other couples have the bickering, they treat each other worse than strangers at Wal-mart but I always tried so hard to not be like that. Now I know I should have stood up for myself at lot more but don't I get any credit for how hard I worked, how hard I tried? Any good karma at all for all the crap and emotional abuse I put up with? See this is the whining I need to avoid because it does no good to anyone. And now that I got this all out I will be better. But all this does make me question my new relationship. How do I not get taken advantage of without turning our relationship into some kind of competition? Because I hate that type of relationship, there shouldn't be a score card when it comes to love. We seem to be at opposite ends of the generosity spectrum. We were raised very differently in that department and the difference in our attitudes bothers me sometimes.
Hmmm, this is probably more than enough for now... Once again, I will try to be better about blogging, I think it would be good for me, but no guarantees!