Last night I fell asleep in Jeff's arms. It was wonderful. I dk, but lately we have been growing closer, if that was even possible. Usually he holds me for 20 minutes until I fall asleep, then rolls over, but the past few nights he has help me through and through. It has been wonderful.
He still isnt to keen on that job. I guess I dont blame him, but I am going to throw a fit until he takes it. I know it sounds heartless but we need that money dammit. I do not care, I am not the one who got put on ankle monitor, so I sure as hell will not be the one to fork out 2000 dollars while he does NOTHING. No way, No how. ANd no it isnt laziness that is his problem, 60 hours a week is A LOT of hours. I know, but I need it...he needs it...the girls need it.
I am going to apply for a job at that temp agency, they seem way better then Answernet, and answernet has told us after November there will most likely be no work. Ugh. Crappy huh?
Last night I put the "Color Pearl" Application on my phone because I had to delete it when I put on the new OS, and when I put it on there, my phone freaked out, so I was up AGAIN trying to fix it. I found out that apparently the color pearl doesnt work with the new OS, so I have to look for another application. Oh well.
It is already Sunday which means the last official day of the work week (My first day of the week). I work at 11 today. I am up relaxing for a half hour before i have to jump in the shower and such. I love my morning time. It is ME time and I need it.
The girls are still asleep today, I just went in and checked on them, so cute, Chloe must have gotten lonely because she grabbed her quilt (we giver her a twin size quilt) and climbed into bed with Nevaeh and they are snuggling. I know they arent cold, they have the space heater in there, it is nice and toasty, I kind of want to lay down when I go in there. Its cold in the rest of the house, and I hate it. I will not cave and turn the heater on though, no way, no how. I do not need it. I cannot afford it yet.
My sister Graduated boot camp on the 11th. I am proud of her. I wish I could have been there.
Not much else guys, I will update tonight or tomorrow!
GO PACKERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I got my pearl to work again. Yay!
SO here is my Saturday update.
I am having to talk Jeff into trying this job he found at a temp service. It is a job where he would work Monday through Friday, 5 AM to 5 PM, and then have the weekends off. He would get paid 8.50 an hour for the 40 hours, then time and a half for the other 20. He doesnt want to do it. I know after he works it for a week, his body will get used to it, and he will get his first paycheck and be happy that he took the job, its getting him to that point that is hard. He and I got into an argument about it. He isnt fond of it. I told him, I will go apply as well and try and get a job there. I am MORE then willing to work 12 hours a day. Sounds crazy, but we can really get ahead by doing this. You have to do what you have to do to make it in life, and this is what we have to do.
I have been fighting with my *new* Pearl today. I am so thankful for the site Crackberry. Anything and everything I have a problem with they are more then willing to help fix. Now I have to download the new OS 4.5 or whatever it is, it is kind of tricky for me to do, so I am being walked through it by one of the Techs, because after I took all the steps I needed to take, my blackberry was what they considered "nuked" which means either you fix it this way, or throw it out. I am now waiting for it to reboot, they said it could take up to 15 minutes. I am just praying it reboots. I love this phone already. Now I just need some good texting buddies!
Thats about all I have today. YAY. I will update when my pearl turns on.
This is a new page in my life, my journey.
So I should probably start from the beginning huh? I was born in a little hick town called Black River Falls, WI. My parents got married in November of 1987 (I was born in December) and thier divorce became final in March of 1988. Personally I find it pathetic that thier marriage didnt even last six months, but whatever, they got along for the most part while I was growing up. My mom met a guy, and started dating him and got pregnant with my sister. "The guy" then ran out on my mom and has never seen or spoken to Autumn. My mom then met my step father Phillip. They got married in 1994, but were together way before that. He was a great dad up until I turned 16 (which I will get into). With Phillip my mom had two boys, Jarrett, and Jeremy. I love em, they are wonderful. We grew up in Taylor (about 15 miles from Black River Falls) and for the most part we had a wonderful life.
When I was three, I was sexually abused by my grandfather, he went to prision for that. I dont really remember much about it, I supressed the memories, all I remember is telling my grandma what had happened. And I remember bits and pieces of therapy.
At the age of 16, I had to have a lump removed from my breast. The day I came home from the hospital, my stap dad started to sexually abuse me, it started out fondling and then turned into a daily rape session. Every morning that is how he would wake me. It was horrible, I told my mom, and she promised it would stop, but she didnt leave him. She stayed. It didnt stop, and I told her it was still happening, she PROMISED that it would stop. It didnt, in August of that year my grandmother died. I had gone to her house every weekend to escape what was going on, and then after she died I had no where I could go. I took her death pretty hard. We were close. On Christmas day of that year I was on the internet in a Yahoo chat room and I met the man of my dreams. Jeff. We hit it off right away and started dating...online...i called him every day on my way to and from work, i talked to him every night online. He was amazing. I told him my secret, and he set up for me to come to Denver and go to a shelter for Runaways, where no one could force me to go home until I was ready. I took a huge chance and went 1200 miles to meet a man that could have very well chopped me into bits.
A week later, I decided I was ready to come home and press charges on my step dad, Jeff came with me. My mom, at that point didnt want me because she planned on staying with him. Jeff and I moved in with my father. He bought me a car, and life was ok. I started seeing a counsler, and writing in an online diary. My dad read a poem I wrote and said I was suicidal, and him and the counsler started working to either admit me to a mental hospital or put me on meds. I freaked out and ran away again with Jeff, this time taking my car.
Since the car wasnt in my name my father reported it stolen. While living with Jeff I became pregnant and decided I needed to come back to Wisconsin to deal with everything before the baby came. When I came back, I was no longer allowed to see Jeff unless Human Services sceduled a visit. Which was never. I lived with my aunt for a while, who then decided a pregnant teen was too much to handle and she sent me to a foster home. While in the foster home, I graduated high school, and pled guilty to Misd. Theft, and got sentenced to 18 months probation.
In December of 2005 I graduated, turned 18, got discharged from foster care, moved in with Jeff, and had my daughter, Chloe. In May of 2006 we decided to move back in with my dad per his request and help him out with cleaning and what not in lou of rent. In August of 06 I found out I was pregnant again, much to my surprise because I was on birth control. In November of 2006 we had a falling out with my dad and became homeless. We lived in a shelter until the end of January, and then we moved into an Apartment. On April 29th 2007 I had another beautiful baby girl, Nevaeh Sunshine. Now we live in Denver Colorado and in June we will have been here a year!!!
There, if you made it this far, Good job!!
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