Shakespearean Plague

This weekend, the hubby and I went on a double date with Lighthearted Librarian and her beau to see Romeo & Juliet. The man seated in front of us had the plague. Now as someone who works in public service, I have little techniques to avoid breathing in people's germs. One of those techniques being holding my breath as someone hacks a lung in front of me. I eventually couldn't breath because he wouldn't stop. I'm not talking dry cough, but a real phlegmy cough. Each time he caught his breath, he would wipe his nose on his hand and sleeve. Why did he need to see the play and share his germs?

Otherwise, it was another fun, raunchy production from FBT. I am beginning to really enjoy their Shakespearean renditions. It may offend purists, but for myself, it was quite enjoyable.

Hubby Woes

Let's continue the woes. To begin, this one is not about my hubby. To protect the person's privacy, I'll not use names though some may know whom I'm discussing. She asked her husband for a divorce, in which he started the name calling and accusations. She asked for a non-contested divorce, split everything, including custody. He argued. She hired an attorney, he decided to negotiate. Things should be simple, but they're not. He dragged out the negotiations, so she held off filing divorce papers, hoping this could end amicably. He is in the military and announced this week, he will be deployed to Afghanistan in x weeks and will be gone for well over a year. She can't file papers while he's deployed. Which leaves her legally married to him, but they've separated their accounts in preparation for the divorce, and he's giving her barely enough to support their child (1/2 the daycare cost). She's trapped and he's using the military as a ploy to hurt her. The real shame in this is his child will be harmed in the fact that he's not supporting the child.

Mommy Woes

This may come as a surprise to some people, but I used to want children. Not just one, but two kids to run around the house. For the past 15 years, my feelings on this topic have wavered. For the past 5 years, I've been satisfied with my life and thinking a child wouldn't add anything. But the 10 years before, I had wavered. You see, I had been told my chances of having children were 80/20, but I had surgery 5 years ago that eliminated any problems. With all the health issues, I was told to have children by 35. Now that age is encroaching, the thought is swirling around, will I regret not having children?

The other day Sara's B was visiting and I just fell in love with him. The surge of mommy feelings were startling to me. I hadn't felt them in a long long time. When my sis had C and I was the birthing coach, I was amazed by the experience, but didn't feel the twinge.

I've been reading material on what makes a good parent. I know such a librarian move, but I like to have all the facts before me. I think I would make a great parent. My fear is I would resent my child for the things I gave up. This is an important question because I recognize I am a selfish person who does enjoy my current lifestyle, but at the same time, can't see myself living this lifestyle forever. Am I willing to give it up? The hubby lives/ works 70 miles away, what would we have to give up to have a child? These questions are running thru my head.

I know some of you find this humorous, since last year I had a medical decision to make that would affect my options for motherhood. I hesitated and made a decision that was the middle road and my hubby made a decision to not act on anything. I've been in turmoil over what to do. Now, I'm utterly confused.

I can't come up with a reason to have children except maybe I'd regret it later. I can list the numerous reasons to not have children. But I can't forget a few years ago when the doc had informed me I was pregnant. For two weeks, the hubby and I went thru all the emotions of thinking we were expectant parents. I also recall the crushing blow when we found out it wasn't true.

So for those who have decided not to have children, do you mind sharing if you regret this decision. For those who have children, how do you feel. Feel free to email me or comment below with your thoughts.

Apartment Woes

I have lived in apartments since I turned 18, with the exception of owning a house for less than a year. You do the math, but I've lived in apartments for a long time. Until I moved into my current complex, I've had barely any need for maintenance. Our larger apartment that we moved from last month had a leaky roof, plumbing issues, cabinets falling off their hinges, windows that wouldn't lock, and issues with sealing the windows and doors (we lived there 2 years). You might ask, why I stayed as long as I did and moved into another apartment in the same complex. The answer is I really have not found a better place to live without buying. My new apartment has been wonderful, with the exception of the window problem again. I refuse to ever open a window again.

Last night, the glue holding the place together came undone. The toilet started acting up with the water rising every time it flushed. The thermostat has been saying its 70 since the day I moved in, but that wasn't a big deal until it dropped into the 30s overnight. Becky has no cell phone coverage in her place, but I've had no problem until last night. Suddenly, I had no service when I tried to call the hubby for advice on what to do with the toilet. Yes, I did the basics, but they didn't work. So this morning I had a flooded bathroom. Oh joy! I still say its better that I can tell the complex and they'll deal with it rather than me waiting for a plumber. Its still annoying though.

Should He Play?

As many of you know, I am a major Tim Tebow fan. I know certain individuals I work with don't care for the Gators quarterback, but I truly admire the young man. I also have much respect for his coach, Urban Meyer. Two weeks ago, in the Florida vs. Kentucky game, Tebow suffered a concussion that required him to be transported off the field. He's been asked not to even read in order to recuperate. With the game against LSU this weekend, many are questioning whether Tebow should play.

I understand its a big game, #1 vs. #4. I'm a rabid fan as well. But lets be honest. We are talking about a young man's health, his life, his career. No chances should be taken. He's 22 yrs old. I'm afraid to admit, I'm 10 yrs older than him. I feel every twinge from previous injuries because I believed I could push through. I truly hope Urban Meyer decides not to let Tebow play this weekend. I believe the Gators are a good enough team to win the game against LSU without potentially harming one of its biggest assets.

Go Gators!

Where did the Year Go?

It's already October. 3 months and counting to the end of the year. September flew by and October is speeding fast away, so I fear its time to see if I will meet my goals by year's end.

1. Travel
I've been to Michigan, Florida, North Carolina, Illinois (2x), and Ohio (2x) this year. Hubby and I head for NYC in Nov, which I'm really excited about. So I've met this goal. Check it off my list.

2. Writing
Midway thru the year I had decided to alter this goal to include finishing my second story and having people review it. I should be proud that I finished my first story earlier in the year and braved people's reviews, yet I feel so close, yet so far with the altered goal. I finished the "story" but need to really clean it up before having people review it. Unfortunately, with everything going on, I haven't touched my writing in 2 months.

3. Workout
I'm not at my goal, but I'm close. I'm back to a routine workout, but I've decided to maintain the weight rather than try to lose the remaining 5. It seems impossible to lose them, plus they'll never leave the area I want gone (my hips). I'm not sure if my body will ever tone down, but I'll be happy with being healthy, working out routinely and without a goal.

4. Society Membership
I need to not think on this. Just give it a rest, since I seem incapable of getting the paperwork and completing my own research. Not enough time in the day.

Well, I'm happy with my completion of my goals and the ones I haven't completed, apparently, were never meant to be.

Domestication

I went shopping again this weekend. Not a good sign! I've been looking for a coat for my NYC trip and left the mall with several other purchases, none of them being a coat. The last time I went shopping, I bought two new skirts. BTW, I couldn't find any skirts this time. Do they pull them off the rack for winter? Back to my point, I have managed to rip the hem of one of my skirts multiple times now. Michelle, Delia, and Kay have told me how easy it is for me to hem the skirt, but I have taken it to be repaired. Since I spent way too much money on clothes this weekend, I decided to try hemming the skirt on my own. Turns out, it looks good. Next, we'll test it tomorrow to see if it rips again.

Hopefully, no one gets ideas that I'm becoming domesticated and plan to accomplish more "wifely" duties. I'm still me!