Sunday, June 27, 2010

Just when I think . . .

That my life couldn't possibly get any stranger than it already is, my husband goes and does something that totally bewilders me.  And really, it's not just any one thing.  I've noticed that  lately, my hubby has developed a sizable portfolio of  rather odd and quirky behaviors.  I'd heard that men get a little flaky after they reach "a certain age;" but honestly, I didn't think I'd live long enough to ever find out exactly what that meant.  (If you know anything about my husband, then you know why I've never held any expectations for an excessively long life.)   What concerns, yea, even terrifies me, is that this may be just the beginning - the tip of the iceberg.  (I've seen enough horror movies to know that these things always start off small, and seemingly benign . . .)  In fact, I'm not exactly sure when it all started, all I know is that I find myself looking at him and thinking  'What the hell . . .'   multiple times a day.   No, I'm not going to go into all the specifics and details.  I'm not up for that tonight.  *SIGH*

Tomorrow, I need to get myself motivated to spend the day at the college.  Yep, I'm going back to school.  I give up - time to move on to Plan B.  I've sent out about a million resumes, and because of all my optical experience, I've been called in to interview for most of them.  However,  it seems that my lack of computer skills and insurance experience is holding me back from actually getting the jobs.  So, I'm going to take some courses on computers and insurance coding.   Honestly,  I just can't imagine anything more boring.   I'm a little concerned that if the technical aspect of optics has become so much more important than the optical and personal aspects - I may not even be interested in returning to it.  Just in case,  I'm also going to try and squeeze in an art class.  *BIG SIGH*  I don't know, right now, I'm feeling a little lost and uncertain about the whole thing - but I have to do something.

Anyway, I need to get myself off to bed.
Good night.

2 howled back:

christopherc said...

I think we're all getting a bit loopy lately... myself included in that equation! But it keeps it interesting.

Plan B sounds like a viable option that should help in the long run too... or you can just come here and take over all my headaches and be a personal assistant!

mel said...

That would be so cool if you could go back to school - I think you'd love it!

HOpe things are well, I never read blogs anymore but I stumbled across yours again in my bookmarks - lots of love, mel xxx