Labor Day Weekend...

Here I sit once again today thinking about how I'm going to spend my weekend and Monday off. Well what exactly does labor day mean. Why do we get a day of the week off for it? So I did a bit of reading on this. For some it signals the end of summer. Well that doesn't mean much in CA since many schools have been back in session for about a month now. The other reason is to pay tribute to all the working men and women. Now there is an idea. To quote TLC Family: "Labor Day is a day set aside to pay tribute to working men and women. It has been celebrated as a national holiday in the United States and Canada since 1894." Again this being the economy that our dear Mr. Pres. has decided to jack around it holds little meaning to many. So many are out of work, living on the streets, living in other family members homes just trying to get by.

Why am I rambling on about this..? I really don't know.

I guess since so many things are going on between my husband being laid off  and my work being incredibly busy and stressful right now. One point of burden is that since the State would rather hire a firefighter with zero experience and book work vs. keeping the trained (but not a degree) experienced Firefighter who has well over 10 years of experience. The State ranking system is a joke for Firefighters to get hired permanently. The rankings are secret, you don't know where you stand, you don't know why you stand where you do and no one will explain. Last I checked the State doesn't know how to budget it's own money, has a "management" system for training, hiring yet holds no one accountable to make sure that all firefighters on staff already are adequately taken care of with updated trainings and signing off the necessary items to prove they have had the training. The "system" is BS.

So what am I going to do about it? Well other then annoy the crap out of my husband to be more pushy not much I can do. (Sure as hell don't want to Gov. this state of a mess).

Instead I'll be spending my Labor Day weekend with my loving husband and amazing son sitting in the HOT So. Cal sun watching Americas all time favorite sport! BASEBALL!!! I can live in this dream world all weekend and Monday. Then someone will have to give me a good hard swift kick in the pants to make me walk down the hall to my office and begrudgingly turn on my laptop.

Just a few 2011 pics of baseball games we've been to so far. More to come on Tues...or Weds...

 Patience is a virtue and my son has it down. Doesn't scream out the players name just waits his turn.

 He was making fun of someone who was asking over and over for an autograph

 Mathis

 ...and stretch... You're up next batter get ready

Not a bad pic... would have been better had it not gone straight up... >.<

Have a safe Labor Day weekend and be grateful that you...yes you have a job in this whacked out economy!

As of late...

Life and work defiantly, as of late, are on this insane roller coaster for me. Life has its challenges on a normal basis but with all things considered in the month of August life pretty much has taken a sharp turn down hill...Broken knees, loss of work, lack of management, back stabbings, needing to thicken my skin, crutches, illness, struggle....

I'm not one who typically gets sad or wallows in the mud or throws "pity parties" but good grief there are days when I can feel depression, stress and an overwhelming sense of tears waiting at the backdoor. Waiting for that one small crack to come barreling in or heck for someone or something to leave it open for a millisecond too long.

I'm typically not a night owl and am in bed by 8pm. Rather the early bird who is out catching the worms with the sprinklers on. Smiling, dancing, laughing and enjoying the peace and quiet before the hot sun or the storm. One who has always needed a serious 10-12 hours of sleep to "play nice with others" which means 6 am I'm ready to get the day going. However lately it's been a dragging chore for me to open my eyes that early let alone make my body move out of the comfort of my bed. The bed who doesn't care if I stay there all day. The bed who won't "fire" me because I sent a how to guide instead of doing a live "touchy feely" session on how things should run. The bed who doesn't wonder why I put make up on to go to the grocery store. The bed who hugs me when I lay down (totally have a temper-pedic bed and yes they hug you. There is nothing but warm and comfort laying in bed. The world can rear it's ugly head and just be ignored by laying here...sleeping...dreaming...reading...living in an imaginary world where I'm happy all the time.

I  know there is a light at the end of every tunnel but this one feels like it's a labyrinth of twists, turns, mountains (not grains of sands here folks) which all have their up sides (walking barefoot in the snow both ways) and their down sides (walking away holding your behind because it feels like you've been kicked by a mule).

I will get through this and keep the smile and laughter but there are just days, as of late.....that get me down.