Should be doing yoga;

watching True Life: I hate my roommate instead. This show is RIDICULOUS these days.

Also, I don't care if you're my very best friend, if you lived on my sofa, and didn't pay rent, and didn't have a job, for FIVE YEARS, I'd change the locks POST HASTE. No deadline, nothing, because really? Five years? A little much.

So on to stuff that is less superficial: I am...feeling like a beast. I wanted very badly to lose the last 30 of my pregnancy pounds before we did it again, and here I am, still 30 pounds up (now 32) and panicking over my weight the way I never did the first time around. (Which, honestly, I should have. There was no need to go and gain 80 pounds, not even a little bit!) I was working out and losing weight and doin' good, and now I had to slow down a lot (don't raise heart rate, don't push too hard, etc etc etc) so while I am still exercising, it's a lot slower and I have gained 2 pounds already. Granted, at 8 weeks pregnant last time I had gained like 7, so I guess I'm still ahead of the game, so far!

Is it wrong...

that I want to push my husband to join the navy? He's so against it, but I think it is the only way that he's going to get ahead. He's 28, no skills, no college, no job history since he quit working in california 4 years ago and moved here...I mean, I would never hire him, not in a million years.

I wanted to join the AF, but asthma is an automatic 4h. :/ It sucks that I was willing to make a sacrifice like that for the family, but he doesn't understand why I wish he would at least consider it.

LIVING THE DREAM

So, being unemployed...is no fun. I had to fill out a medicaid application today since I have ongoing, chronic health issues that can't be ignored, and I simply can not wait until I get a job and new insurance to get my asthma medications refilled. And god forbid something happens and I have to go the ER, lordie. So, I filled out the assistance forms while I ate a little debbie cake. It seemed really, really fitting.

Also, I really wish all these jobs that have me listed as "considering" in my job carts online would CALL ME ALREADY. Give me some hope! SOMETHING.

In other news: My plan to eat a giant salad before every meal to cut down on what I eat is working. Of course, it's only been 2 days, but let's hope for the best. I'm already mega fat, I don't want to gain another 80 pounds. *sigh*

First post! New blog!

I am hoping to use this blog to build up some creative writing samples, so I guess I should start at the beginning.

I am a 30 year old married mother of 1; I just completed my degree in English, and I'm looking to move back to my hometown of Philadelphia, PA.

Every day with my daughter is something different, and something delightful; I never know what to expect with her! I hope to get it together enough to blog consecutively and cohesively for awhile and then begin to send out said creative writing samples to local freelance blogs and magazines in Philadelphia to get some extra money on the side. In addition to that, I'm hoping to get into graduate school for either social work or public health, although getting a teaching certificate is an option, too.

I hope that I can set a good example for my baby as far as education goes. Getting my degree has been quite a struggle between one thing and another, and I'm glad it's finally done. I only wish I had done it earlier instead of wasting time for all those years! I feel like every other 30 year old is settled into their career, has further degrees than I do, and isn't trying to relocate and start all over again. I guess that's a little bit of a pity party, but I never expected to be 30 and living in my husband's parents house while trying to get back on our feet; I wish we had STAYED on our feet in the first place.