Sunday, August 23, 2009

Employment Update

As of August 1st I was able to start a job that requires me to use my social work degree. I still have a lot of training ahead of me but I am so happy that I have been able to find something that will allow me to help support my family.

As for Matt we are sill waiting. We finally hard from the Dallas pd last week and as far as we know is that his investigation has been started and may even been finished. We are hoping to know more this week but even if he gets hired he would not start until the end of September and he still has to do some other things after the background is complete. I will update once we know more.

Monday, August 3, 2009

Family Drama

When Matt and I made the desicison to move to Dallas rather than Atlanta we knew that my side of the family would not be happy. When Matt and I moved to Nashville right after we got married they thought we were not thinking it thru. Than when Matt joined the Army we had no chose about where we would go and when we ended up in Lousiana they were again not happy but they said it was better than Alaska or New York.

Yet, now here we are in Dallas, I have a new job, Matt is in the waiting process of his hopeful job and yet my family has some effort to try to find out how we are doing by an email but I called and left an message for them to call me teh same day I recieed the email because I had gotten the news about the job and yet I have heard nothing. We got new cell phones and I called and left them a message but no call back.

I think in some sort of way my family was hoping that we would not make it. That we would need to come back to Florida. BUT honsetly that would not have happened. Matt and I have no desire to live there. We like to visit but for us it is not Home.All of my sisters live within 30 minutes of my childhood home and none have any plans to move. I understand that it makes my family upset that we are so far away but I wish they would understand that we are trying to hurt them. We need to make sure we can provide a good life for our kids and we can't do that in Florid. The cost of living is too high and the pay for cops suck.

I wish they could just be happy for us that we are making it and that I have been able to find a job in this horrible recession, that we found a church that we love and the kids loe, and that we do have family in the area to help us out with the girls.

My relationship with my family has never been easy which is partly my fault but I wish that it would get alot better as they are my kids grandparents. This is not only hurting me but them too because they love thier Nana & Papa and ask about them all the time. It breaks my heart.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Life Changes!!

The last four years for me has been about staying at home with my kids, going to school which required me to write tons of papers, and at the same time I was dealing with my husband being in Iraq for almost 18 months.

Yet, all of that will change tomorrow when I go back to work full time for the first time in four years. I will be doing a job that requires me to use my degree which makes me happy and at the same time I will be sad to have to use it because it means that people are being treated unfairly. It also means that I will have to work longer hours, be on call and might miss some important events with my kids. I know I am already going to miss Kylie's 1st day of 1st grade which makes me sad because I have always taken the Kylie to school and this year I will miss doing it. The good thing though is that Matt will get to experience the first day of school for himself.

As for Matt we are still waiting to hear from the Dallas Pd. I know there re so many people that are trying to get hired by them but at the same time I wish they would hurry up. Matt and I feel that he will get the job but what month he starts is till up in the air. We were hoping for August but it does not look like it will happen. We are still hopeful for September which would be fine. Please keep my family in your thoughts has we enter this trying time.