No complaining here..

It's nearly time to go to bed. Elijah's been in bed for over an hour and a half. Yay! Britt and I could use this time to talk or whatever, but I'm doing homework (okay,so I'm really blogging now) and he is working on a project for work. It will really be time for sleep soon.
Elijah's school is doing the huge yard sale on Saturday. I've decided that it's stupid for me to feel paranoid and think that people percieve us as greedy and not really in need. I think that's how I feel about certain other families, and it's projecting on to my own situations. I don't think that people think of us like that because we've never given them reason to. I really am excited about the sale! I would be even if it weren't for our family. ha! I so wish I could come out and help, but I have to take a test on Saturday and will be gone from 8 to 1. The sale will be over by the time I am finished - but perhaps I can help "hem things up" when I am finished with class.
I am praying that this is the last crazy week for a while. It seems like so much going on with school and so much going on with work and then silly me signs up to work a lot of extra at the hospital. I need calgon! I actually need to move to a bigger house with a full size bathtub so I can enjoy some calgon.. Our bathtub isn't full sized. (really.. it's not my rear.. I promise.. it's the bathtub)
We are looking for a house. Going tomorrow to see a possibility. We want to know if they will lower the rent for a longer lease period. We shall see. Lovely house.. Perfect neighborhood. I'm praying. It doesn't have a fenced in backyard, but that can be easily fixed - or Bay can just go on a tether when he's outside. no worries.
I think I have decided to go ahead and apply for nursing school in the spring. What can it hurt, right? I either get in or I don't. That's the way I look at it. I need to at least try and stop being such a dang chicken. I can do the work.
Okay. signing off. I'm tired - and a bit manic, so I better go to bed.

Celebrity Gossip

I don't know why I continue to be so intrigued by celebrity gossip! It makes me crazy! I am now following the Real Housewives of New Jersey (all but Danielle because she's nasty and frankly sort of scares me). I follow a few others too. Pink (she's very funny)and I think i follow Justin Timberlake. I definitely follow The Pioneerwoman because I want to be like her. The rest of them, I don't understand what my fascination is!!! It's not like I think we can become friends or anything and I do NOT want what they have. Britt and I were talking earlier. I think Theresa from RHW drives a beautiful Escalade. You know what else has to ride in that car with her everywhere she goes? A little monster called "11 Million Dollars in Debt". No thanks. You can keep the big house, designer clothes, lovely parties and the big car.. I think I would be locked up in a mental institution if I had the stress of that much debt on my shoulders - so I wouldn't get to enjoy a bit of it anyway. Gads! It makes my ulcer flare up just to think about it!
I used to follow Kirstie Alley, but she tweets constantly and most of them are conversations that should be done over email, so I stopped following her.
I wish Britney Spears dad would get a hold of Lindsey Lohan and run her life for a few months. Maybe he could get her back on track the way he did Brit. I just really don't think Lindsey has hit bottom yet.. which is really scary.
This might sound strange, but I think mostly I like to follow what goes on with the celebrities because I feel sorry for them. I would never want the life that they have. Not their own, you know? Don't get me wrong.. I would love to be an actress - and be in a film or a play. (I used to do that when I was a kid.. not films but plays) I wouldn't want to be famous though. I'd rather just be happily mildly successful, respected, and financially sufficient. Does that make sense? I wish I could write a book. I wouldn't even know where to start though. How cool would that be? To be a well known author - people could just know your name and not really know your face. Awesome. Maybe I will do that. Any topics of interest for a new book? I'll just take requests.

Home Alone - but not really.

Britt is gone tonight. He's doing the second part of a sleep study. I've been after him for a while about having a sleep study done because he stops breathing when he sleeps. He is exhausted all the time and just feels run down. I think our poor eating and exercising habits have a large part to do with it, but I also think he has sleep apnea. I have to diagnose everybody - I think it's a sickness.
So I was just about right with my timeline of how long I thought we'd stay in the condo. The smallness of it has us all on edge. I say all of us, I don't think Elijah minds it one bit. It's not like he's a big "play out in the yard" kind of kid anyway. He has his computer, his directv, and a whole bunch of books and activities. He is happy. He doesn't care that he shares a room with his 17 year old sister. She's only home once a week and she sleeps on the top bunk. It doesn't bother him that we only have one bathroom because he usually gets first dibs when he needs it. He hates to take a bath so the bathroom is just a necessity for him.
If we were true minimalists and didn't have pets, condo living would be just fine. We just have too much crap. I know. I sound like a broken record.. whine.
I have started looking at houses to rent. I found one yesterday that I think I like, but they want to rent it right away. We don't plan on moving until mid October so that one was out of the question. Britt and I decided that if it was still there when we got ready to move, then maybe it was meant to be. If not, we're sure God has something perfect in mind for us. Thankfully the moving process will be much easier since the good majority of our stuff is in storage. What we have in the condo can be moved with one good u-haul load.
I wish I could just give away our couch and coffee table and get a new one. That's definitely not in the budget though.
Elijah's school is doing a huge yard sale as a fundraiser for our family to help pay for expenses related to Elijah's treatment. I was talking to a friend the other day about what all the basic expenses we incur just from one trip to Philadelphia. I think she was a bit shocked. We get help with mine and Elijah's plane tickets - which is awesome and we are so thankful for that. I don't know how we would make it without that assistance. Well, we couldn't truthfully. We'd probably have to move to Philadelphia. Anyway.. I digress. The little stuff really adds up. When you figure in just checking our bags, cab from the airport to the Ronald Mcdonald House and then back again, plus a few cab fares to the hospital, staying at Ronald McDonald house, (it's only $15 a night to stay at RMH in Philly and you get free dinner, so that really balances out) and airport parking, we are already looking at over $200. That's not figuring in any food at all. We really and truly try to budget our money on our trips as much as we can, but there's no way getting around some of the expenses. So.. what I am saying is that the fundraiser from Elijah's school is such a huge blessing.
We are truly blessed. We both have cars that run, a roof over our heads, and we both have jobs. Our kids never go without and we definitely don't go hungry. There are so many that can't say that. Hannah works really hard and honestly takes care of herself most of the time. Have you seen her lovely pageant and prom gowns?? She worked at the formal gown store and paid for those herself. We have amazing family and friends that support us and always make sure that we have what we need. We have our trials, but honestly, Elijah is the one who faces the most challenges. I whine and complain and bitch - but Elijah lives with the pain, the insecurity and the fear every day. He is the one who deals with all of this with the strength of a superhero. God gives him his strength and helps carry us. Honestly.
Okay.. I'm tired. I still have to give Elijah his shot and do tons of reading for American Literature. (It really seems like a history class. I'm not enjoying it)