Two months between updates... that's not bad, right?
Still no baby, although we're getting close.
Also still no job. Nothing will piss you off quite so much as applying for a job where you actually have a HIGHER level certification than what the opening calls for and finding out that you were classified as "qualified" but not "most qualified," so you aren't being considered. This is my life.
I'm going to start posting more often, even once the baby gets here, if for no other reason than people in this world say a lot of stupid shit and I think they need to be called out on it.
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Thursday, July 5, 2012
Let's try this again...
I'm going to make an attempt to revive this. We'll see if it sticks.
Lots of updates since the last time I did something substantive with this, roughly a year ago:
- My wife Charity and I are expecting a son in September, Hogan David Krebs. And no, I did not name him after the Hulkster.
- Our dog, Dakota, had a slight bout with arthritis in her spine, resulting in her being unable to walk for most of December and January. Fortunately, she's mostly back to normal.
- I posted pictures of our four cats last summer. Three of them are now either dead or have run off. In the interim, both of the calicos and the black and white one had litters of kittens, and the surviving one of the original four (Wesa) and two of the kids have had additional litters. Long story short, if all of the kittens make it and hang around (and if the two cats that vanished over our long weekend away from home last weekend return), we now have seventeen goddamn cats. The ones that were formerly indoors got the boot outside because of the baby, so at least I'm done with litter boxes. And barn cats tend to come and go fairly rapidly here.
- I briefly had a job, off and on for three months, doing data entry work as a temp. Other than that, my life as the broken dick of employability sadness continues.
- Oh, and the stupid f**king mower is broken again, so we're right back where we started in this damn story.
The house-husband dynamic is going to be changing a bit as well, as my wife will be home quite a bit more. Which reminds me, I need to stash the frying pans somewhere she can't find them so that she'll be unarmed when I say something stupid and incite another bout of "pregnancy rage."
Lots of updates since the last time I did something substantive with this, roughly a year ago:
- My wife Charity and I are expecting a son in September, Hogan David Krebs. And no, I did not name him after the Hulkster.
- Our dog, Dakota, had a slight bout with arthritis in her spine, resulting in her being unable to walk for most of December and January. Fortunately, she's mostly back to normal.
- I posted pictures of our four cats last summer. Three of them are now either dead or have run off. In the interim, both of the calicos and the black and white one had litters of kittens, and the surviving one of the original four (Wesa) and two of the kids have had additional litters. Long story short, if all of the kittens make it and hang around (and if the two cats that vanished over our long weekend away from home last weekend return), we now have seventeen goddamn cats. The ones that were formerly indoors got the boot outside because of the baby, so at least I'm done with litter boxes. And barn cats tend to come and go fairly rapidly here.
- I briefly had a job, off and on for three months, doing data entry work as a temp. Other than that, my life as the broken dick of employability sadness continues.
- Oh, and the stupid f**king mower is broken again, so we're right back where we started in this damn story.
The house-husband dynamic is going to be changing a bit as well, as my wife will be home quite a bit more. Which reminds me, I need to stash the frying pans somewhere she can't find them so that she'll be unarmed when I say something stupid and incite another bout of "pregnancy rage."
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