Sometimes I just don't know.

Hurrrmmmph.... That one little sound describes my whole mood at the moment. Kind of undecided if that is a good thing or a bad one. I know it sounds ridiculous but that is the only way that I know to express it.

So, I can finally announce that Cody was offered full time at work and he accepted it. We are thrilled about this. It finally means that he has made it. He has a job vs. a career. He is paying the bills by working as an EMT. YAY!

Then there is the fact that I am starting the hiring process again. The last person that I really liked actually was not a fit at all as far as respite goes. She's a good person but totally overloaded with her kid. Not a good combination for me. But, the search goes on. I have 12 applicants so far. This is really difficult because I am typically a nice person so picking is going to be near impossible for me.

Throw in a fiasco today during orientation, getting one of my clients ready for a home trip, cleaning, packing,

Vacation in two days, Kings fest the week after that, Job interviews that same week.... hmmm, maybe I should have learnt how to juggle before demanding to throw firely knives of death. Either way this will always work out. And, if it doesn't then it is not meant to be. I know that sounds corny but that is about how I feel.

I have to admit that I hate living in this house. I mean everyone is nice but I am terrified that I am going to round the corner and find someone work related there without setting up an appointment. It happens all the time. I mean I knew there would be unannounced visits however, I hate them more every day. It kind of insults me. I mean they wouldn't want me to show up at their office and demand an appointment randomly. So why do they insist on doing this to me. All I know is that I hate it. I hate analyzing everything that goes on in my home. I mean yes, I am glad that everyone is concerned but for shitz sake leave us alone so that we can function the way that we need to. It's a little too much sometimes.