I suppose I'll give this another try. From being encouraged to go to CA with a near certain job op, then offered free housing in St. Pete's, FL, for 3-4 years, how did I get roped back into WI? Well I have a skype interview on Wed. It's leap day, so that has to be good right? How did today go though! Man alive, I have taken the exectutive decision to have my boy undergo a minor procedure before we head out, we take him in for a blood test, w/o breakfast/milk. I first have to hold him down, then the ignorant nurse decides since she can't find a vein that she'll just dig right in and find one once she's broken through the skin! Anyhow, K lived and we're all good. Then I assume from an email yesterday, that I have the skype interview today, it's the perfect job, in the perfect place and is offering the perfect pay! I really need this job. So I figure out they only want to schedule the skype chat, ok, so she sends me an invite but there are no details, I decide I'll let it sweat til Tue. Other good news? Gonna have a friend do my hair instead of the usual hairdresser I use. I'm hoping it's half the price and twice as nice? We'll see.

Also, my savior and dancercize side kick, FOUND CREAMERS! So, not only will I be caffeinated next week, but hopefully colored, cut and prepped for my big break. I still haven't even spread the word yet.

The ones who know are the ones who need to know and want to know.

I have knocked one thing off my bucket list of crap to do before I head Nort. Paddle boarded. Not all that, really. It was fun, got up, paddled and never fell and didn't even get my hair wet, which I really shoulda done as I hadn't showered that morning. Hmm.

Mission Mojito Bar Sunday and most likley a chillazin or as I tried to get started, chillaxando Sat. It hasn't caught on yet!

See ya later, not good bye.

So this morning my husband decides to get up with the boy, so, he goes and gets him and they play a few giggle games on the monitor, which defeats of the purpose of me sleeping a bit more. Then then head to the living room and proceed to find the loudest toys to bust out, as you do before 6 am. So I think to myself, no worries I can still sleep til 730 until he needs to go shower and head to work. I obviously do not sleep and am finally inching my way to la la land at around 7:29 and 50 seconds. I can hear the two of them outside my door "Yo it's not not 7:30 yet". Hubby's like "oh, I'll just go change him, then you can sleep a bit more." Monitor still on, door open, Hubby and K are both going "Mamamammama" and the my 50lb plus dogs have decided on good ol roughhousing sesh not so much in my room as on my bed. Solo doesn't even know how to jump up on the bed. I think we can safely say "Good morning".

Also spoke to someone about a job in WI, offering me less than what I get now, wasn't sure that was possible and asking me to go to Punta Cana for an interview. It will cost me at least 600 USD to get there, stay the night and hope I get at least a beer and meal outta it. Not to mention waaaaaay too much of my much adored K time. Did I mention it was on Super Bowl weekend? I realize the Pack aren't playing, and to be quite honest even if they were, it's the commercial I watch.

I'm pretty sure I'm not making the trip, but at least I've garnered some interest.
Happy Trails.

I've decided that I'm going to become a part time brokerage assistant, Mystery Shopping, SAHM bloggin kinda gal. With that said, let's see how this pans out. I'm beginning my trek from Sosua, Dominican Republic to somewhere in WI, possibly MN, or maybe even IA. We'll say the Midwest. Why in the world one moves from the Caribbean to the Midwest? Family trumps cold, it's that simple. That is what is in the works and this is where I'll start anyone who stumbles upon my first blog. See ya later, not good bye.