Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Wow! It's been a while, life has been craaaazeeeee! SO busy! Sleep? What?

Since last I wrote, I have:

-Spent a week studying for and taking my Real Estate License exam. Am just waiting for it to arrive in the mail (note to self: call and ask where the hell is the license, since I paid extra for same day processing....one week later....)
-Have signed on with big fish in our little pond local Realtor. Nice bunch of folks.
-Have written a "bio" for myself (which btw does not mention the truth: "let me sell your home, I have ZERO exerience, what more could you ask for?")
-Had one of those realtor photos taken...thank the stars for the hubs photo shop skills which fixed the renegade FAN of hair sticking up from the side of my head (note to self: smack the photographer if I see her again, why wouldn't you mention that? It was in all the pictures. She just kept saying "say hairy pickle!" Was that some sort of code for your hair is sticking up or is she just some sort of perv?). It was raining that day and my hair never does anything sensible, like lay nicely when it's raining. But, on a positive note, as long as he was in there, he also made my teeth a couple shades whiter than they are, no bleach needed, Cewwalllll!

So, am just waiting for my phone extension so I can order business cards....I don't know who or when realtors started putting their pictures on their cards, it seems weird to me. And I have to get some clothes. That is the part that bums me out the most, I can't just run about town in my normal clothing of choice, no longer throw a bandana over crazy hair, ratty jeans and a Deftones hoodie. Must look semi-respectable or at least like someone that you'd trust your house with. Sigh....maybe I could still do the Deftones hoodie if my jeans aren't ratty.... :)

So, that's what I've been doing and basically trying to get my business started, it's a lot more work than it sounds like. I think my FIL might give me the listing for his house....not sure actually, which is sort of tripping me out and making me feel very insecure. He's afraid it's been on the market too long and is thinking maybe he should take it off until Spring...meanwhile other realtor's sign still sits in the lawn. I did take photos of their house and did a little curb appeal makeover on it, it looks awesome! However, not sure they'll do any of it, but they shoooould. I'm not going to push it, if it happens it happens, but I'll be really sad if it doesn't.

And I have some folks who have told me they are looking for certain properties, but they are mostly casual I think and since I do not yet have my license, I can't get onto the MLS, so that is sort of making me crazy. Finally got the downstairs mostly cleaned up last night (was cleaning until 1am!), so that is helping me feel a bit calmer. Must tackle upstairs next and will feel a bit calmer when that is in better working order, as oppossed to total chaos. And then I can work on my flyers and my mailing list for my announcements and paying my dues to the realtors association and driving around checking out the properties for my buyers to see if they are what they are looking for and going to my training classes at the office. Still working at night since we really can't afford for me to just quit there and all this stuff above takes money (egads, the gas alone is ridiculous!), and I have got to find some reliable childcare, current situation, not so reliable (tip to sitters, if you say you will watch the kids if you don't get called for this job you applied for, DO NOT call and complain to me that they have not called you--in long detail-- but you can't watch the kids because you are going to the fair, you will find no sympathy here as I scramble about to find someone else). And, an absolute must is to play with the babies and work on potty training (still). I don't want to become a bad mommy just because I have all this other stuff going on. I just have to breath and accept that it's going to take a while to get things rolling. My first impulse is to throw myself into it full throttle, letting all else fall to the wayside, but I just can't do that, I'm a MOMMY now. I need a schedule and I need to stick to it and it will eventually start rolling along. I did buy a day planner, so that will help.

Special loves out to mommyrox (Missus Silly, as Coop calls her) who is having a very rough month with a sudden and senseless death in the family (not to mention 6 others in her circle!). You are loved and the care you give to your friends and family is nothing short of amazing and inspiring.

okay my lovelies, must run.
peace out and love

Thursday, August 03, 2006

Braggggging on the tots or just in total awe of them???

So I don’t mean to brag, but seriously, how amazed am I every single day by my little ones? It is, after all, one of the purposes of this blog to record my daily wonder at how their little brains work. So…

This morning, Gage, 2 years old, 27 months old that is, so not nearly 3 or anything like that, jumps up on my lap and is all lovey and morning sweety and yells, “Woot Mommy! 1, 2, 3 basstets!” And, indeed I turn my head and see there are 3 baskets sitting on the desk. HOLY CRAP! (Smothers child with kisses and praise) Where the hell does he learn this stuff? Seriously, he’s just now abandoning his pacifier for most of his waking hours and starting to talk and he busting out with counting already? (When he’s sleeping, he’ll take his paci out of his mouth to talk in his sleep and then put it back in!) He knew all of his ABCs before he was two. Thank you TMBG!!! Thank you, thank you, I love you!

And Cooper, this last weekend: We are all in the car. The hubs is driving and a huge horsefly lands on the windshield while we are stopped. Hubs, “Look at that horsefly.” Cooper yells from his perch in his car seat, “HORSES CAN’T FLY! ARE YOU KIDDING ME?” That really cracked us all up. First the parents then the tots quickly joined in the laughter, although I’m sure they had no idea why that was so funny to us.

And today, while watching Little Einsteins (yes, yes, I know we watch a lot of morning cartoons around here, but we are slow, lazy waker uppers and that is never going to change…at least not for me) Cooper exclaims about Big Jet, “He’s just a bully!” with the sort of disapproving outrage that only a pre-schooler can effectively deliver….it did my heart good (btw, where did he learn to cross his arms and deliver “hmph!” with a decisive single head nod and frown? Where?). He knows that being a bully is bad……I will take credit for that one, as it’s something we’ve been trying to teach both of our guys. Assuming that they may both continue to remain in the 85th percentile on the growth charts, we thought we’d better start early on making sure the did NOT become bullies and trying to instill a sense of empathy and care for everyone around them (minor setback, empathy has extended to SPIDERS! Aurgh! Note to self: begin lessons on discrimination! However, bees are exempt from Cooper’s benevolent eye ever since one of them had the poor judgement to sting him, now they can all f-ing DIE! DIE! DIE!). So far it’s working on Cooper, but I think he’s just naturally empathetic…Gage? The jury is still out, he is, after all only 2, but I'm thinking he may grow up and go into the demolition business or perhaps professional wrestling or some profession that involves using your forehead as a deadly weapon (Soccer anyone? Oh, let’s not go there….).

Peace out my lovelies.

Wednesday, August 02, 2006

Bye-bye JoJo.
As if it isn’t hard enough to make good friend….

As my keyboard gently weeps and as I’ve said before….here we be in upstate NY where we know no one and no one knows us (I’m talking outside of the in-laws, of course) and it is just hard, hard, HARD to make friends. You don’t make friends when you’re my age like you did when you were in college, not the lifelong, soul-mate type friends, the “I Love Lucy” friends who walk into your house like it’s home because it is. . SO I am extra sad to report that one of the few good friends that I’ve made here, one that stays home w/her little ones during the day and comes to my house with coffee and donut holes, toddlers in tow, has moved away. Damnation! The draw of family and lower property taxes and a good paying job for the hubs have lured her and her family to N.C. and far from our play dates at the park. And I am VERY sad to have lost her physical presence and sense of humor and her general overall sunshiny-ness that always makes me smile. She will now join the ranks of my e-sisterhood, beloved, but far way. She only left a few days ago and already, Cooper is asking where Ethan is, so it’s not just me crying in my milk over here. =(

It’s not like there’s no one up here that I like. There are a few very choice women that I ABSOLUTELY adore right down to their toes, but I don’t get to see much of them now that I’m stay at home mommy by day, waitress extraordinaire by night, as they live a more “normal” life and work during the day, so I really almost NEVER get to hang with them (you KNOW who you are, when are we getting together, btw?).

I miss all of you!

In honor of Jo-Jo, here’s another Jo-Jo nugget for your delight and amusement:

The setting: Jo-Jo, driving along with 3 year old and 1 year old in the back of the mini van.

Ethan, yelling: Holy Crap! There are a lot of cars behind us!
Jo-Jo: Ethan! We do not use that word!
Ethan, thoughtfully: Can I say butt?
Jo-Jo, rolling eyes: Okay, you can say butt.
Ethan, enthusiastically: Crappy Butt! There are a lot of cars behind us!