Filling In The Space

Where to begin?

I'm not much for just blogging about my daily life, but there's been alot of noteworthy stuff going on, so here we go.

Like many in this crappy economy, I've been forced to make a difficult career choice just to pay the bills. I've returned to law enforcement, making less money than I have in 6 years. It's a good agency though, and more like a big family. It's very different from my previous experiences, but in some ways the same. There are still the same kinds of people to deal with, who want you to solve the same kinds of problems for them. It's just a smaller area and fewer of these things to do.

My daughter, who's boyfriend left her just after they moved far away to a big city, is trying to work full time and finish her degree full time. Meanwhile, the boyfriend's mom, who my daughter has been living with, has decided that my daughters two boxer dogs can no longer live there. So, guess who's the only person my kid knows that has a yard. I've inherited two large dogs to compliment the two dogs and one cat I've already got. Did I mention that I work rotating 12 hour shifts in my new job? Makes it a little difficult to take care of anything at home, much less dogs that have a penchant for destruction when they're bored. So, I have grandogs for two months. That's how long my daughter has to find a place to live and come get her "children" and take them home. I blame the boyfriend.

Daughter number two is going to a vocational school that is charging her way too much money to get a diploma that might get her a job making $9 an hour to start. She lives on the internet when she's not in school or doing homework. Good thing, too, because she shows no inclination to get a part time job to support a social life. Something's going to have to give, because gasoline doesn't just materialize in your tank. I give it six months of working a J.O.B. in the real world before going back to college looks VERY attractive.

I've gone through my life savings just paying the bills until my most recent job came through. At least the money was there when I needed it. So much for retirement.

I pray ALOT.

Well, that's my rant. Hopefully, I'll get motivated to write something more substantive next time. Don't know when that will be. Probably when I decide to start working out again.