Sometimes i seriously wonder about some people. You can present them with written proof, and sometimes MULTIPLE PAGES OF IT, and they will still fight you tooth and nail on it. I love my sister, don't get me wrong, but she is one of the WORST at that. Today aparently she was woke up by a collection agency at just after 8. So i told her that that wasn't illegal (according to the fair debt collections act) because they can call anytime between 8am and 9pm. She fought me saying that it was the other way around. That it was after 9 and before 8. So i sent her THREE different links showing her the written proof. So she calls me saying that i needed to enter such and such in the search bar and it would be the first link. SOOO, i did, and of course it was one that i had already visited. SO i sent it to her, with the numbers highlighted. Only then did she believe me. OMG, seriously? It's not like i'm doing this just to make you look dumb. I really research this stuff before i reply. I hate when people talk about something they know nothing about. I never claim to know everything. EVER. If i don't know, i will look it up, and do whatever i can to make sure i've got the facts. UGH, that frustrates me so much. Love her, but seriously, sometimes i just wish i lived closer so i could smack her, lol.
Today i'm having a pretty serious homesick day again. Although, the more i talk about it and debate it in my head and with Ruben, the more we realize that we will probably never move back down there. We've written out and cussed and discussed the pros and cons on the subject, and the cons outweigh the pros for moving down there.
PRO - My family lives down there. (this will be on both lists, but with explanations why) They would be babysitters, and helpers with cleaning and other stuff like that. I would get to see my family and friends more than once every 6 months, or more. The river valley (if you've been there, you probably know what i'm talking about.) Sifu and Tai Tai.
CON - On the other end of the spectrum my family, because they are still the same religious nuts they were when i was growing up, and the would pressure me to join them at the kingdom hall again, and continue to get Ruben to come too. I'm not that girl anymore, i just don't know how to tell them without them completely cutting me and the girls off from getting to see them. The job market down there SUCKS. We weren't ever able to find and keep jobs that really did what we needed them to do. There isn't that much to do down there, especially with the kids. And we are the late night kind, and there isn't much to do late at night down there. Ruben's made some really great friends up here, and he wouldn't get to see them very often. I'm starting my own business, and i know it would be much harder down there. Ivy's in a great school, and having to move her to a new one, especially away from all her friends, wouldn't be a good idea at all. Her moving schools this year was super hard, and we're still having trouble with her getting super emotional. It's rough.
Up here may not be all that super great, but it's definently got it's good points. We live in an apartment we actually don't hate, and we can afford it. We live within walking distance of the school (like 5 minutes walking distance) so no matter what happens, we can make it to school everyday she's not sick. Yeah, it gets super cold, but we know how to bundle up right. We have a fireplace in the apartment which will be great for the super cold nights, and will totally help with the heating bill during the winter. That should bring our electric bill down quite a bit. I get to be a stay at home mom here. Ruben's got a great job, and although he gets a bit bored with it sometimes, it's still a good job. We qualify for food stamps and healthcare for the girls up here. In arkansas, things are just a bit different, and i'm not sure we would. And on top of it all, we can afford all kinds of other perks. We havae extended digital cable, the premire package on the internet, and unlimited long distance on the phone. We have netflix and gamefly. And we have cable boxes for both Ivy's bedroom and the living room. Which is great when the girls want to watch one thing, and i want to watch grown up tv, lol. AND it appears they are replacing the playground equipment outside our apartment right now. And we have a new courtesy officer who is cleet certified, and we are starting up a neighborhood watch program for our complex, which is gonna be a good thing. The meeting is supposed to be this evening, but i won't be able to go because i'll have the girls and no sitter :( Kinda sucks, but not much i can do about it. But all of that makes me feel a lot better.
Speaking of feeling safe, Since the first night here when we had the TV stolen, i haven't really had much anxiety about this place. I don't feel unsafe. At the house, i was constantly afraid, because all you had to do was reach through the back door and unlock the door because of the hole in the glass. Here, i know that the door locks well, and the patio would be a pain in the butt to get through. So it's nice.
The next few days i don't plan on doing much outside the house. The next thing i'm gonna do out of the house is probably thanksgiving morning at the in-laws house. I MIGHT try to take the girls to the zoo wednesday, but i don't know yet. It's gonna be a free day, and with all the kids in the area being out of school, it will probably be SUPER busy, and i'm not in a crowd mood at all. So i guess we will see.
Today Ruben and I are both expecting packages. HOPEFULLY they show up, because i know we could both use them. UGH. I hate waiting.
So for now, i'm gonna get off here and go watch some more Eureka and wait for Desiree to wake up from nap and time to pick Ivy up from school. And HOPEFULLY after that the mail will have run and i will find what i'm looking for in the mailbox. Then after school, i am gonna see if i can't get all the laundry sorted, folded, and put away. We just have SO MUCH, lol. I swear, Ivy and Desiree have more clothes than Ruben and I have EVER had, lol. For now, relax. LATERS
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