So for anyone else who has bought off of craislist or has sold something on craiglist...Here are some of our experiences with it, ending with the weirdest, creepiest yet. "Stay tuned" to find out.
+Jason found his roommate Ryan on it when he moved out to AZ to teach 2nd grade. He turned out to be a great rm and we're still friends. He actually came over last week to meet Henry and visit. :)
-I found an awesome tv on it for a cheap price, got in contact with the family to buy it, and drove 45 min. away (with Jason and Ryan) to purchase it, and when we got there, and wanted to make sure it worked, she mysteriously couldn't get it to turn on. But apparently it was working before. Right. She said that her husband could fix it and since he worked up near us, could meet us up here and we could buy it then. We drove all the way home, to call her later when we didn't hear from her, to find out that he did indeed fix it, and she sold it to someone else. LAME>there's a little more to the story-but that's the short of it.
+(should've used cragslist) Jason sold his couch and end tables to a member of a previous ward, through another member of a different previous ward who had a truck(who shall go nameless). We'll call the middle-man 'thief.' Thief was going to help us out (Jason offered to pay for gas and such). Thief took the money (A LOT) from the guy who bought the couch, that he was supposed to give to Jason, and kept it and spent it. Jason found out after he has reportedly spent it, and didn't have any $ to make up for it. Yah, Jason never got paid for the couch and end tables that he sold. He SHOULD'VE gone through craiglist. And what kind of mormon was that guy-NOT a good one. Loser.
+Jason bought tons of center folder learning games for the classroom, which he shared with me. My students LOVED them! They learned and exercised knowledge in a fun way and did much better on their dumb district tests.
-/+ (-for us, + for someone else) I sold our Bala Sharks on it. They were getting too big for the tank. We had 3 gorgeous ones that we had already had for a year, and they were very strong and healthy (2 males, 1 female-that we called the 3 musketeers)that were 5-6 inches. On craigslist you aren't allowed to technically 'sell' pets, but you can ask for small re-homing fees. Many people ask for large 're-homing fees.' But I didn't think of it. I asked for $2 each, only to find out, that they were worth FAR MORE than that! I could've asked for at least, $10 each, at least. Oops. Guess we got jipped, and it was my own fault. I was wondering why so many people called so quickly, and that they were surprised to learn that I was asking $6 for all 3, instead of $6 each. Oops again. So, those ladies that took them were very happy to have found such a deal. :)
-Just recently, I put up bottles, nipples, formula, breast pumps and such on there. We got SO many from the hospital (our 2nd trip), and are not going to use them. Well, lest you think I'm bad for asking $ for something we didn't actually pay for, they do have worth, and after that bill from taking Henry to the ER (which resulting in an IV, an ambulance ride, a overnight at the PHX children's hospital, etc...when he was just 2 weeks old) we have quite the bills to pay. I figure that we kinda did pay for them with how much we owe. It would've been great if they had just tested him for reflux, which is what they thought he had, and what he does have (not pyloric stinosis). So we need all the help we can get. I'm breastfeeding, and we have a lot of extra stuff that we'll never use. We don't want to throw it away, but don't want all of it sitting around anymore. Anyway, so we thought we'd sell it on craigslist for low negotiable prices.......weird creepy music......I get a phone call yesterday, that sounded like a telemarketer (you know what I mean, how there's no sound for a couple seconds until you say something). This lady with a funny accent, speaking kind of quietly, says she's replying to the ad. Ok. Yah, then she tells me she's from Fox 10 news. She wants to know if they can post my ad on their site. I say I'm not interested. (I'm thinking she wants to do a story on it or something.) She tries to convince me to do it, ending with "It won't cost you anything for us to put it there." I interupt her shpeal (how do you spell that?) to tell her that I'm really not interested and goodbye. Afterwards, being creeped out (you had to hear this lady unfortunately to totally understand the creepiness) I quickly got on my e-mail and deleted the ad. From now on, I will NEVER put my phone # on there. I suggest you don't either.
I'm sure you have your own stories with craigslist. Feel free to share. :)
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
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Friday, March 5, 2010
Handling Change
So I'm wondering if anyone else has gone through this feeling the same way I am. I just feel like m life just changed in huge ways all of a sudden, and it's not quite what I expected. Or I don't feel quite like I thought I would. I thought that I wouldn't really miss my job/career. But I do. I went to school the other day (after all the kids were gone) to spend some time with jason and eat dinner with him since he had to be at school until 7pm because of a Parent/child Literacy night. I saw other teachers and staff that I had worked with (I taught 2nd grade for 2 years where Jason still teaches)and memories came flooding back of when, not too long ago, that was me-getting my classroon ready and such. When I arrived at school, I saw one of my old students, Seraphim. She was one of my favorites of all. Unfortunately she was too far away to say hi to. I miss her, and many other kids that I taught. Yesterday I was at school again to pick Jason up, and of course I saw a bunch of kids walking home. I was just watching them, taking a stroll down memory lane. I realized that that part of my life may be gone for good, or at least for a very long time. As much as I love Henry, I miss being with kids all day. I miss teaching them and having a positive influence on their lives. I don't miss all the junk teachers have to go through, but I miss being with the kids. I missed it before, but subbing helped wean me a little. Then I couldn't even do that since I kept getting sick. It was so hard to stay at home and try to occupy my time, but I figured, once Henry was born, it would be different. I some how thought that missing teaching would go away because that hole would be filled by taking care of my baby. I still miss it though. I wish I could some how split myself in two and have half of me get to teach, and half of me get to be a stay-at-home mom. Of course that wouldn't work, besides the fact that it would be creepy. Here are a few pictures that represent some of that. (not the creepy splitting 2 :) 
This is Hayden. He was a HORRIBLY behaved student in a 3rd grade class I student taught. He tried my patience EVERY day. It was liek trying to teach having Jim Carrey in the classroom. You'd have to try to scold him while trying not to laugh. I just loved him though. I learned so much from teaching him. 
These are just a few of the kids I taught how to swim when I was a life guard/swim instructor at Utah State. I loved teaching kids how to swim and have taught over 100 students on every single simming level. ps. the butterfly is NOT an easy stroke to teach. 
These are students from my 1st year teaching. We were using pumpkins (Halloween) to practive counting by tens for math. The girl on the right closest to the camera is Brianna. She had a rough start scholastically, and I just kept encouraging her and in the end she succeeded. I just love this girl!
This is my class my 2nd year teaching. Seraphim is the one with long blonde hair, 3rd row back, 2nd in from the left with a blue shirt on.
I know that I am making the right decision to stay at home and raise my kids. And not just the right decision, but a good one. I wouldn't want to miss those times when he smiles, and when he rolls over, crawls and walks for the first time. I wouldn't want to miss being the one to comfort him when he's sad, to be able to nurse him and hold him sleeping and just watch him grow more and develop more each day. I don't want to put the responsibility and enjoyment of raising him and teaching him into someone else hands. I want to be there for him, and any other children that we have. I'm his mom, and no day care or babysitter can replace that. But I also have this part of me that's envious of my husband, who has all these experiences at school still, while that part of my life has ended. I keep reminding myself that I'm so blessed to have been able to experience teaching for 2 years. I know so many people who didn't even graduate college after they got married. Or they graduated, but never got to experience what they majored in. I am SO blessed to have been able to teach the years that I did. I'll never forget those times, nor the kids. It was also such a great feeling to be able to support myself. And I know that the experiences I had will only make me a better mom, wife and person. It's just that when all of a sudden my life feels like it consists of changing diapers, hursing, rocking to sleep, changing diapers, nursing, bouncing to sleep, changing diapers...well, you get the picture, I long for days that I felt fulfilled. That sounds horrible when put like that. And that's not all that happens in my days, but sometimes it feels like that. Yesterday I tried to change my attitude by instead of thinking of it as, "oh, gotta change a dirty diaper again," I thought of "I'll take care of you and make you comfortable and feel good again. I know sitting in my own waste would make me grouchy too." Well, something like that anyway. Maybe I'm just feeling like the grass is greener on the other side. But I know that teaching is no picnic. It's really hard. And there were days that I hated it (Thank you Tiwon, Tyler, Richard, Courtney...) That's just part of everything you'll do in life. There are good days and bad days.
I'm not disappointed staying at home. It's just hard. Harder than I thought. I just feel underused some days. I feel like I have so much to contribute, and some days lately I feel like a diaper changer. I know that that's silly, but I still feel like that some days. Has anyone else felt like this?? Am I just ungrateful?
I am glad to be a mom. I love Henry so much. He is a huge blessing. I mean, right now he is just so precious. He's laying beside me on the couch just sucking on his pacifier, happy as a clam. He's all bundled up in a blue afghan that my mom crocheted. His little arms and hands are up around his face and it is just too cute. I love these moments. I love playing with him. Here's the video I made yesterday. I'm happy that I get to have these moments.
Ug. I don't know what I'm really trying to say. Sometimes it's so hard to communicate what you want to. I'll just be brave and post this and hope that you don't think less of me.
This is Hayden. He was a HORRIBLY behaved student in a 3rd grade class I student taught. He tried my patience EVERY day. It was liek trying to teach having Jim Carrey in the classroom. You'd have to try to scold him while trying not to laugh. I just loved him though. I learned so much from teaching him. 
These are just a few of the kids I taught how to swim when I was a life guard/swim instructor at Utah State. I loved teaching kids how to swim and have taught over 100 students on every single simming level. ps. the butterfly is NOT an easy stroke to teach. 
These are students from my 1st year teaching. We were using pumpkins (Halloween) to practive counting by tens for math. The girl on the right closest to the camera is Brianna. She had a rough start scholastically, and I just kept encouraging her and in the end she succeeded. I just love this girl! 
This is my class my 2nd year teaching. Seraphim is the one with long blonde hair, 3rd row back, 2nd in from the left with a blue shirt on.
I know that I am making the right decision to stay at home and raise my kids. And not just the right decision, but a good one. I wouldn't want to miss those times when he smiles, and when he rolls over, crawls and walks for the first time. I wouldn't want to miss being the one to comfort him when he's sad, to be able to nurse him and hold him sleeping and just watch him grow more and develop more each day. I don't want to put the responsibility and enjoyment of raising him and teaching him into someone else hands. I want to be there for him, and any other children that we have. I'm his mom, and no day care or babysitter can replace that. But I also have this part of me that's envious of my husband, who has all these experiences at school still, while that part of my life has ended. I keep reminding myself that I'm so blessed to have been able to experience teaching for 2 years. I know so many people who didn't even graduate college after they got married. Or they graduated, but never got to experience what they majored in. I am SO blessed to have been able to teach the years that I did. I'll never forget those times, nor the kids. It was also such a great feeling to be able to support myself. And I know that the experiences I had will only make me a better mom, wife and person. It's just that when all of a sudden my life feels like it consists of changing diapers, hursing, rocking to sleep, changing diapers, nursing, bouncing to sleep, changing diapers...well, you get the picture, I long for days that I felt fulfilled. That sounds horrible when put like that. And that's not all that happens in my days, but sometimes it feels like that. Yesterday I tried to change my attitude by instead of thinking of it as, "oh, gotta change a dirty diaper again," I thought of "I'll take care of you and make you comfortable and feel good again. I know sitting in my own waste would make me grouchy too." Well, something like that anyway. Maybe I'm just feeling like the grass is greener on the other side. But I know that teaching is no picnic. It's really hard. And there were days that I hated it (Thank you Tiwon, Tyler, Richard, Courtney...) That's just part of everything you'll do in life. There are good days and bad days.
I'm not disappointed staying at home. It's just hard. Harder than I thought. I just feel underused some days. I feel like I have so much to contribute, and some days lately I feel like a diaper changer. I know that that's silly, but I still feel like that some days. Has anyone else felt like this?? Am I just ungrateful?
I am glad to be a mom. I love Henry so much. He is a huge blessing. I mean, right now he is just so precious. He's laying beside me on the couch just sucking on his pacifier, happy as a clam. He's all bundled up in a blue afghan that my mom crocheted. His little arms and hands are up around his face and it is just too cute. I love these moments. I love playing with him. Here's the video I made yesterday. I'm happy that I get to have these moments.
Ug. I don't know what I'm really trying to say. Sometimes it's so hard to communicate what you want to. I'll just be brave and post this and hope that you don't think less of me.
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