Again, here I am saying I’m going to post about all the fun stuff that happened in March & April (and now May) but instead I am going to talk about my inner struggles…Before I get to my ‘woe is me’ post, let me begin my thanking my amazing MUCH better half for picking up where I am extremely lacking. Without James…we won’t go there. Last weekend while I was in school and then on to work, he was home busy as a bee doing laundry, changing the sheets on our bed and just giving me hugs. Also, both of our parents for their support and especially my big bro, sis’n'law Greta for being our home away from home. (that sounded like we just endured something major, didn’t it?)

If any of you have changed careers, or hopped from job to job…you know it’s hard. Being a poor student(s) is not fun at least not all the time. We are slightly different, I always joke that we ‘chose’ to be poor. I quit my job because I hated it, although I was making really great money, the best I had been making in the 7 years I as in the Marketing field. I started hair school b/c I had always wanted to pursue it. James is still the ever so busy college student. I wouldn’t say we’re out of the norm, but man sometimes it all comes crashing down.

Now that I’m working part time for literally min. wage (I am making now what I made at 17…13 years ago)…I often find myself saying “If I had just sucked it up and stayed working”…”I need to just quit school and find a job”…I don’t mean to sound like we’re desolate or about to be evicted b/c that is not the case…I’m just learning how to deal with the consequences of my decision, does that make sense?

Am I happy I’m in hair school? Yes. Do I regret my decision? No. Am I confident that I’ll make a great stylist? Not yet. Do I wish money grew on trees? Yes. Have I had a breakdown recently? Yes. Am I over it? Sort of.

My body aches. My emotions run rampant. I am not fulfilling my church callings as I should. I haven’t worked out in like 3 months.

Currently I’m going through some health stuff (nothing major) that I’m not sure how is going to turn out. We’re trying to figure out what the best way to make ends meet while not being entirely crabby to each other all the time (ok, without ME being crabby, ha!).

This is a scattered post about all kinds of emotions. Just one of them days, ya know?

Tune in next time for a more positive post, I promise!