God forgive me, but I strongly dislike people who prejudge me and feel the need to voice thier opinion on what I do, and then continue to be rude when they find their accusations to be false...
What do I mean? My best friend, Ashley, and I were walking downtown today. I wanted to get a pair of sunglasses at our local Dollar General. I left my daughter outside with my friend while I went inside. Dollar General has made it a rule now that customers are not allowed to bring in baby strollers.
Once in line with the sunglasses, I over hear this lady in front of me mutter to the cashier, "Who leaves a baby outside alone?!"
"Excuse me?" I spoke up immediately. I actually surprised myself, considering I am the sort of person that hates confrontations and will normally try to smooth such situations over. I was angry. I was shocked. I wasn't going to let this one go...not THIS time!
"Is THAT your kid?" she demanded with her snotty tone in her voice.
"Yes," I didn't hide my aggravation and returned the same peevish tone. "She is with a friend of mine."
"Well, as long as she is with someone," she turned to leave (and her voice becoming even more hateful).
"That's the only reason I left her out there," I became even more defensive.
As I made my purchase, watching her exit, I began to shake with explicit anger. I looked behind me and be came even more aggravated. There was a lady behind me in line....with a bloody stroller.
I related the scenario to Ashley once I left the building. She said she saw the rude lady leave and smile at her when she left. What a bigot.
I am done venting now. I need to do laundry and get ready for bed. I have another early day tomorrow at work. I have found that 5 to 6 hours of sleep is indeed a blessing.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Friday, April 1, 2011
I don't know...
Considering I do not have any followers on this blog I'd figured I'd just use it kind of like a diary...I guess. My mother called hubby and I to her room yesterday to make an annoucement.
"I have talked it over with God. Jarod, you have one month to find a job and a place for you and your family to live. May 1st is your deadline."
A big knot formed in my stomach (and hasn't left since). He find a job in one month? He has been looking for two years. And now one baby later; living with my parents, he still has yet to find one. What are we going to do? My mind was reeling from the shock. My family and ours have pretty much have gotten along fine in this arrangement, but we do need our own place. However, my husband find work in one month? Dear God, I prayed, I am so scared.
These past few days as I have been cleaning and catching up in laundry (wow we actually have a floor?!) I began brainstorming for what I could do if my husband could not make the deadline. I do believe in prayer. I do believe in faith. I do not believe in stupidity. I like to have a backup plan should things fail to come through.
I considered all posiblities. As I folded our clothes, I pondered different things I could be doing. Of course not tell hubby. I don't want him to think...oh Beth is doing this so everything will be okay. I am going to see about applying for bank telling at our bank (and this time contact the person in charge to let them know I have applied), and for positions at our local stores. If everything fails....if him nor I can find work by May 1st, God I don't want to...I will sign up for some form of military. That would be full time work. Some how my little baby girl will be provided for.
In the meantime, I clean, I continue working my temp jobs, and filling out applications for full time work.
I truly need to start doing my devotions again. Before we got married, we used to pray together and study together. What happened to that? Two years we have been married and we still haven't sat down together with God's word. I have gotten to the point where I am done waiting on him. I am a mother now; I need to connect with God myself to find growth and direction as a new young parent. I am sure He would be the One who can help with my marriage and life in general. He was so kind to provide time, health, and energy for me to catch up with all our laundry and cleaning. It feels so good knowing we have a clean place to sleep and clean clothes to wear. I feel like I fail my daughter when our living space is a mess. I love the peace of mind I have now. By the beginning of next week everything will be tip top shape, I will be working another 40 hours for the temp agency, and I can put a scheduale in place so I can spend more time with my daughter and not so much cleaning since I will be caught up.
She is so precious to me. Her coos, giggles, and smiles truly make my heart just melt! I cannot imagine my life without my six and half month old doll now.
Speaking of which I had better go check up on her; she had just dozed off not too long ago.
--Beth.
"I have talked it over with God. Jarod, you have one month to find a job and a place for you and your family to live. May 1st is your deadline."
A big knot formed in my stomach (and hasn't left since). He find a job in one month? He has been looking for two years. And now one baby later; living with my parents, he still has yet to find one. What are we going to do? My mind was reeling from the shock. My family and ours have pretty much have gotten along fine in this arrangement, but we do need our own place. However, my husband find work in one month? Dear God, I prayed, I am so scared.
These past few days as I have been cleaning and catching up in laundry (wow we actually have a floor?!) I began brainstorming for what I could do if my husband could not make the deadline. I do believe in prayer. I do believe in faith. I do not believe in stupidity. I like to have a backup plan should things fail to come through.
I considered all posiblities. As I folded our clothes, I pondered different things I could be doing. Of course not tell hubby. I don't want him to think...oh Beth is doing this so everything will be okay. I am going to see about applying for bank telling at our bank (and this time contact the person in charge to let them know I have applied), and for positions at our local stores. If everything fails....if him nor I can find work by May 1st, God I don't want to...I will sign up for some form of military. That would be full time work. Some how my little baby girl will be provided for.
In the meantime, I clean, I continue working my temp jobs, and filling out applications for full time work.
I truly need to start doing my devotions again. Before we got married, we used to pray together and study together. What happened to that? Two years we have been married and we still haven't sat down together with God's word. I have gotten to the point where I am done waiting on him. I am a mother now; I need to connect with God myself to find growth and direction as a new young parent. I am sure He would be the One who can help with my marriage and life in general. He was so kind to provide time, health, and energy for me to catch up with all our laundry and cleaning. It feels so good knowing we have a clean place to sleep and clean clothes to wear. I feel like I fail my daughter when our living space is a mess. I love the peace of mind I have now. By the beginning of next week everything will be tip top shape, I will be working another 40 hours for the temp agency, and I can put a scheduale in place so I can spend more time with my daughter and not so much cleaning since I will be caught up.
She is so precious to me. Her coos, giggles, and smiles truly make my heart just melt! I cannot imagine my life without my six and half month old doll now.
Speaking of which I had better go check up on her; she had just dozed off not too long ago.
--Beth.
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