Well so after what seems like a VERY long time, Ryan and I used our extra money that he earns for volunteering for me to buy new phones on T-mobile that have....(pause for dramatic effect)....TEXTING!!! We are very excited as well some of you may know because we want to use our new toy so much. We joined a month early so we have two phone numbers right now and then we'll switch the phone numbers over in May. Let me just tell you that I know I'm behind in the times when my 50 + years father already uses texting and I don't.

You know I was excited about not going into anything business like and that I'm pretty much set as far as being a full time mom (which is what I want). However, I find that to be a supportive wife that I end up going to things with Ryan for his job all the time. I want to go and learn things and see what possibilities there are for Ryan and thus where we might end up living and such. I'm finding that I'm having to learn etiquette rules and make polite small talk with professionals. I don't know if you know me but I'm not exactly professional. I'm goofy, and clumsy, and silly... I work with little kids which is exactly where I belong. I'm no good at being serious.

I am feeling more than my fair share of stress this week. I'm not sure why because while work is busy and a slightly out of control, it is still manageable and well there are just some things I can ignore til later. I wish stress were something you could divide up and hide for later. For example, I misplaced my digital camera that I have been using for work. Now when I thought about it (well and prayed about it because lets face it I lost my last digital camera and those do not come cheap so apparently I am just that skilled at losing that particular item) I remembered that I had it at work and didn't get it put back before I got locked out of the school. So, I put it some place special that I would be sure to remember when I went looking for it again. That's what I want to do with stress. Take it apart and put it somewhere "special" that I will completely forget about because I do. And then when I come across that worry not done then I can worry about it.
Not doable, but still I wish my memory weren't so great sometimes because when I get stressed out it seems to work my brain overtime!