New beginnings

**Sorry I missed posting yesterday. I was so trying to post every day this month. Leave it to fate to screw with my plans. My laptop decided to die. I think Mike has revived it for a short time but if I go missing again, my laptop is probably dead beyond repair.**

BIG NEWS!! After more than a year of working at a job he HATED, Mike's last day of work was today. He starts his new job on Monday and both of us are really looking forward to it. Not only will it be a much less stressful job, it will be better pay and a reliable paycheck.

Up to now, he's been working in a small business with very few employees and things have just gotten worse and worse in the three years he's been there. Mike finally got fed up enough and seriously started looking for a new job when he walked into work 5 months ago and they announced that they were cutting everyone's pay by 20%. Yeah. We're just going to take away a day worth of pay each week. Because don't you know that that's just what everyone can handle right now? And it was especially great timing for us being that we were saving up because there was a baby coming. ::sigh:: Then for the past 2 months, payroll hasn't gone through. Which leads to us overdrawing our account and fees and bounced checks and all sorts of other badness. BooHiss!

But now, things will be better! His new job is with the county, so he'll be getting government benefits and he'll only be doing the job of ONE person (where before he had about 5 job descriptions). I'm hoping that this will lead to a but less stressed household around here.

Plus, we just got his truck fixed. It's been down for almost 10 months. It's going to be interesting getting used to having two cars again. What will I do with myself in the mornings now that I won't have to rush around to get him to work in time? I have a few great ideas. Many involve sleeping (which is probably wishful thinking since there's a little person called Bridget :)). They will probably include spending some quality smiley time with my Bridgey in the morning and watching the news again while feeding her.

I have a huge smile just thinking about all of this. ::Warm fuzzies:: Now off to bed. Fresh bamboo sheets call my name (that's a whole other post right there).

On a much cuter note

This is my dog, the treat snob. He's so obnoxious but so dang cute!

Pug-O-Rama was this weekend. It's the big fundraiser for the Southern Nevada Pug Rescue where we got Chiisai and sweet angel Yoda. I've been pretty involved with them since we adopted the puggies. We foster pugs until they find forever home and go to meet ups and such. Anyways, my friends asked me to run the adoption booth for a few hours and of course I said yes. Such sweet babies were there.

On with the point though... at the gate they gave out doggie treat bags. Chiisai is a well known treat snob in our house. No one at the pug rescue believed me. If you know pugs at all, they are only one step removed from vacuum cleaners and garbage disposals. They will generally eat ANYTHING. Not Chiisai. He is VERY picky about the treats he'll eat and the few he does, he'll usually only eat if he gets them from Mike or me. (He's a smart one and doesn't take treats from strangers. Haha!) Late in the afternoon, Mike and I were eating our picnic lunch and I decided to give Chiisai one of the treats. He sniffed it and walked away. He wanted nothing to do with it. Then he saw another pug come nearby. He snatched up the treat and carried it around. Not biting it at all, just showing it off. He jumped up on me, then on to Mike, then back to me, then to the ground, etc... This went on for a good ten minutes. I called my friend Angie over and said, "Do you see my dog? He's being a treat snob!" That is when this picture was taken. He did eventually eat the treat but very grudgingly. He's such a pain but he makes me laugh every day!

What do your pets do to brighten your day?

Oops

I'm a bad blogger. I have no excuse. I just haven't felt like blogging. ::hangs head in shame::

I really don't think I have much to talk about though still. Let's see...

The pregnancy is going along well (as far as I know). My only symptomsare still just extreme tiredness and a pretty consistant uncomfortableness in my stomach. It's not cramping per se. It's more like a cross between gas pain, nausea (without the actual feeling of needing to throw up), and hunger (without being hungry). It's uncomfortable. But I'm definitely happy that's all I have. ::knocks wood::

I'm looking for a new doctor. The doctor I'm with is very good and very nice, but the practice he's with is just too large for me. I need a smaller, more intimate environment where I feel that the entire staff is knowledgeable and that I'm not just a number. Plus, Dr. Nice doesn't deliver at the hospital close to my house. So, Mike and I went to a health fair at the hospital close to our house. It's a new hospital and not very busy at this point. Tons of practices had booths set up and doctors available to talk with. We found three ob/gyn practices that I'm going to look into next week. They are all 3-4 doctors and looked like much more of what I want. One doctor I talked to is actually leaving the practice he's been with because his other partners are joining the ginormous practice I'm currently with. He doesn't like the hugeness either. (Mind you, he did not come out and say that, but it was implied. When I said, "I am looking for a smaller practice. The one I'm with now is just too big." He replied, "You must be with "insert name of largest practice ever"." "Yeah," I answered. He nodded knowingly.) Good to know that even doctors think that the practice is ridiclously large.

Mike has decided he wants to be an air traffic controller. He's been looking into it for a good month now and has found a school in Washington state he wants to go to. It works out really well because the school I want to get my Master's in is in WA as well. The scary thing is that according to some research he's done, he must be done with school and hired by the time he's 31. That's only 4 years away. The program is 2 years long. So, we're going to have to move sometime in the next two years. This scares me because I don't know what the housing market will be at the time. I'm hoping that we will at least be able to get what we paid for the house. As it is, we're very upside down on it. ::sigh:: C'est la vie.

Alright, I'll stop now. I say I have nothing to write about and here ends one of my longest, most rambling posts.

Do you guys have any exciting life changing plans happening soon? How do you deal with the anxiety it causes?