  Yes, again, I have let my house get ridiculously messy (mind you, I said "messy" not "dirty" - there is a difference). And once again, we are going out of town. Since I hate coming home to a messy house when I am tired from traveling, I am working on cleaning it (right now, just taking a break. ) Have you ever noticed how once your place gets messy, it just keeps getting messier? A little bit of clutter translates into "the house is already messy, so I don't need to put my clothes in the hamper, or my dishes in the sink, or the peanut butter back in the cabinet.
" At least, it seems to be that way to my husband, and sometimes, me too. ACK! So then when you finally get around to cleaning, it is much more work than necessary. And it doesn't help when your baby, usually inclined to nap for at least two hours every afternoon, decides that today would be a grand day to stay awake all day.
I think Patrick must be psychic. On another note, UNT did not work out. I think Clint is pretty bummed about it. Please, let something work for him. Get him out of this place where they won't let him use his skills and seem to try to keep him down as much as possible. It is really starting to affect him and I think even the way he thinks of himself. People always say, if you don't like your situation, change it, don't whine about it. Well, we are trying to change it. First we tried to change it by changing what he does here, by trying to get him some experience in his skill set. Now we are trying to change it externally. God, why isn't anything working? I know it takes patience, but patience is running thin.
I am fine where I am. I can be a stay-at-home mother anywhere. But I don't like Clint to be unhappy, and frustrated. God, please get him out of here. On yet another note, is anyone out there? Does anyone even read this blog, or do I need to go back to LiveJournal so that I at least get some of my friends reading it? I still read all of your blogs, even though they are scattered all over cyberspace. Are you reading mine?
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