Ya Snooze, Ya Lose,

Sleep that is. 

For some reason as long as I can remember, I wake up anytime between 3:00-4:00 a.m. and usually can't fall back to sleep for an hour or two and then I really don't want to wake up a few hours later.  My husband on the other hand, spent ten years in the Army and can fall asleep anywhere at anytime.  I am pretty envious of this ability he has, ESPECIALLY when he falls right back to sleep after hitting the snooze button, ALL SEVEN times.  Is it necessary to set an alarm two hours before you get up, just so you know that you have two more hours to sleep?  I really haven't been able to gripe about it this passed year, as I have had no reason to wake up early or anywhere to be.  Now that I will be reentering the workforce, we are going to have some sort of compromise.  Let's face it, I'm now 30 years old and need to actually show up to work early/on time EVERY.SINGLE.DAY.

After a year long of moves and unemployment...

....I finally got the call this morning!

Ok, so I didn't get the call from Donald Trump and I may not be making a million dollars a year, but this is the perfect job for me.  Any of you who know me well, know that I have a great passion for our military members and their family, and I will now be working hand in hand with them.  I've accepted a position on Parris Island working as a resident services coordinator for Tri-Command Housing.  Parris Island is one of the two bootcamp training bases for the United States Marine Corps located here in Beaufort, SC. 

Over the last three weeks, three different interviews and prayers from many, I am very relieved!  Heck, Chris and I even got up and went to 10:00am mass on Sunday (and yes the church is still standing).  I probably will not actually start the position for a few weeks, due to background checks, drug testing, etc.  I am very excited to embark on this new journey and get back into the working world.

However, these two critters are a lot less excited

This bird they were fighting over in the picture has been gone since before we left Hawaii.  This past year, I've taken the place of that bird.

TP and Anniversaries

As I awoke this morning and stumbled into the bathroom, I noticed the toilet paper holder on the wall bearing a little cardboard cylinder with traces of toilet paper stuck to it and a brand new full roll sitting on the the bathroom counter.  I then began to ponder what is so hard about replacing the roll on the holder when you are already sitting there doing nothing with your hands anyways, or at least I wouldn't think you would be.

My husband and I are approaching our first anniversary on Sunday and I thought to myself  "maybe, just maybe I could get him to replace the toilet paper roll after a year."  Who am I kidding?  We have lived together for over 3 years and it is yet to happen.  I also thought about the fact that if I did get him to start doing this, it would probably just piss me off because he would put it under instead of over and that would be another whole 3 years of nagging. 

This brings me back to probably the best advice I have gotten or could ever give to a newly married couple, PICK YOUR BATTLES!

So against the 1st Anniversary gift tradition, I will forgo the paper.

Lazy Dayz

In the months of being unemployed, I have become pretty lazy.  Every once in awhile I get an itch to do something to challenge my mind, so in between checking job websites and watching all the DVR'd shows that my husband doesn't like, I've been reading.  Anyone who knows me really well knows that I am not a big reader and when I do, it's not at a very fast pace.  The only books in my adult life that I've read from cover to cover are biographies, recently finishing Chelsea Handler's series of brilliant humor.  Since Chelsea hasn't come out with a new book in several months, I trusted Amazon's suggestions according to the books I have ordered in the past.  My most recent find is a very witty and humorous chick out of Chicago named Jen Lancaster.  I'm about to finish my second read of hers talking about the struggles she has with weight loss, but I can not seem to get the first one I read, "My Fair Lazy", out of my head.  I see myself falling into the same lazy traps as she did after she was laid off from her job.  I now feel as though I know the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills, D.C., OC and New York on a first name basis, as well as the whole Kardashian family.  I can also almost name all of the Duggar children from 19 Kids and Counting (I swore I would NEVER watch that show).  Someone find me a job fast.