I WISH I WAS ANONYMOUS PART 2 . . .

This is another one of those "I wish I was anonymous" posts.  This has been bothering me for awhile now, so I guess it's time to get it out there and off my chest.  Here's the deal.  Many of you know I joined a new company in October.  It's called Thirty One Gifts.  You can read more about it HERE.  I've let everyone in my family, my husband's family, and all of my friends know about it.   Heck, I've even let YOU GUYS know about it! I know it's a hard time for everyone and everyone is cutting back, but I figure if they're going to buy from 31, they might as well buy from me.  Right?

So I was talking to a family member about having a party and she told me that she is having one for a friend.  Maybe I shouldn't be, but I've been really upset about it.  I've heard this same person say, on more than one occasion, that "we're family" when she wants or needs something.  But I guess that only applies to her.  I keep thinking, how would she feel if she was doing something like this and I did the same thing to her?  I think she'd be really upset.  And I also think she'd make sure that pretty everyone knew that I wasn't supporting her. So why are the rules different for her?  

I don't know.  Maybe I'm just being selfish.  What do you think?  How would you feel?  Am I overreacting? 

NEW YEARS GOALS UPDATE . . .

I thought I'd update you on my New Years Goals.

TO LOSE WEIGHT: So far I've lost 11 lbs. That means I have 3 more to go for the initial Weight Watchers goal. And about a bazillion more to go until I'm completely finished. It's very daunting. Not sure I'll make it. I've been making healthier choices in what I've been eating. No chips, no sweets. More fruits and veggies. But that's getting REALLY old, REALLY fast. (And I will tell you that I am taking tonight off. We are having our monthly Game Night tonight and I plan on enjoying the appetizers that I'm making, and having a few drinks as well). I've been trying to drink more water too. So far I've been drinking about 3-4 glasses of water a day. My goal for next week is to increase that to 5-6 glasses of water a day. More water means less diet Coke. I LOVE my diet Coke, but I know water is much better for me. Another thing I've decided to do to help with that goal is to change what I order at restaurants. If I go to a restaurant that serves Diet Pepsi, I am going to order water instead. It may not sound like much, but it's a start, and it's a big deal for me.

TO BE MORE ORGANIZED:  I've been writing down all of my appointments in my calendar, and I've also been putting them in my phone and computer.  I don't think I'll ever be organized at home, but maybe my schedule will at least be organized!  

 

TO WRITE MORE:  My goal was to write 4 times a week.  This posting is only number 3, so I need to work on that one a little more.  I LOVE to write, my problem is that sometimes I don't know what to write about, and other times I feel like it's just not that important.  But I guess if it's important to me, then that's really all that matters.  So next week, I'm going to write 4 times, and not 3.

TO DO BETTER IN MY BUSINESS:  Real Estate:  This past week we went out on a Listing appointment on Saturday.  After that appointment I met with some potential clients.  They won't be in a position to buy until AT LEAST August, but I met with them to try and get the ball rolling and to see what they need to do to be ready to buy in August.  On Wednesday we had our all company awards meeting.  I didn't win any awards.  But my goal is to join the 20% Club for next year.  That means that I have to do 20% more business than I did last year.  You gotta start somewhere, right?!  

Thirty-One:  I talked to 2 different people about having a party in February when the new catalog comes out.  I also talked to someone else about maybe joining the company because she is looking for a small part time job that she can do along with her other job.  I'll let you know what comes of it.

So that's the update on my goals.  I'll update you again next week.  I figure I'll be more likely to accomplish them if I have to be accountable to someone.

POUR YOUR HEART OUT . . . . I WISH I WAS ANONYMOUS . . . .

To go along with my New Years Goal of writing more often, I've decided to follow some other blogs and write about their suggestions.   Shell at Things I Can't Say has Pour Your Heart Out Wednesdays.  I've read some amazing stories on there. 

I would love to pour my heart out.  My problem is, I feel like I have to censor everything I say because I am not "anonymous."  If I was, I could really talk about what I want to without worrying about hurting anyone's feelings, or making anyone mad, or having someone laugh at me and tell me I'm stupid.  But I don't have that option.  Because I'm not anonymous.  

If I was, I could tell you about the fight between 2 people I care about, and how it's tearing me up inside.  I could tell you how I'm so disappointed in C because she has chosen to get in the middle of this fight, even though she doesn't belong there.  In the process she has hurt B, who has done some amazing things for her over the years.  But I guess none of that's important now.  Because A is the side she's "chosen" and B can just pretty much to go Hell and take her money and time and shoulder to cry on with her.  I could tell you how I've "chosen" to be on B's side, but I still love A and would never intentionally do anything to hurt her or make her mad.  

I could also tell you that I'm wondering why *I* have to be the bigger person, when no one else does.  I could tell you that I'm wondering if any of them ever really loved me if they let a fight with someone else, get in the way of spending time with me, or calling me, or checking on me to see how I'm doing.  I could tell you that I'm being just as selfish because I don't make the effort anymore either.  I was told by B to stay out of it and not treat A any differently because it wasn't my fight.  And she's right.  It's not.  So I did stay out of it.  Or at least I tried to, until I found out that it's not just A and B's fight anymore.  Now it seems the rest of the peanut gallery is getting involved in it too.  So if they are, then why can't I?   Does that make me sound petty?  Probably.  Does that make me selfish?  Probably.  Does that make me a bad person?  Maybe. 

But you see, I can't tell you those things, because everyone knows who I am.  And now everyone knows that I am petty, selfish and a bad person. 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANDREW JOSEPH BRUNER . . .

My "baby" boy is nine years old today.  To hear about the "exciting" day he was born, click HERE.

Andrew has been a joy to us from day one.  He is funny, a BIG tease, SO smart, both book smart and "street" smart, and just a joy to be around.  

He is in 3rd grade this year.  And he has an AMAZING teacher.  I told her before school started that Andrew is really smart, but he knows how to "work the system."  (Unfortunately, he's a lot like me.  He's lazy and just does what he needs to get by.  LUCKILY for him, he's smarter than I EVER thought about being).  I told her that he was smart, not because I was bragging, (okay maybe I was bragging a LITTLE!), but because I wanted her to be aware of it and not let him get away with NOT doing his best.  Andrew has had some good teachers, but I never really felt like they "pushed" him as much as they should have.  Last year his teacher told him she felt like he's only using about 60% of his brain.  I was a little ticked.  I thought as his teacher, she should be pushing him to use that other 40%.  We push him at home, but he needs someone to do it at school.  So I didn't want to have a repeat of last year.  (Keep in mind, we were out of the country last year, and my main concern was him fitting in and feeling comfortable and enjoying his time there.  So I didn't want to put TOO much pressure on him, especially since it was only 2nd grade, and I knew there wasn't much he could "lose" in that year).

Back to this year.  I was talking to his teacher a few weeks ago and she was telling me how smart he is.  She said when I told her that stuff at the beginning of the year she thought, okay, every parent thinks their kid is smart.  But she said, "Michelle, he's a genius.  I don't think YOU even know how smart he is, and I KNOW HE doesn't know how smart he is."  Needless to say, I had a hard time getting my big fat head out the door of the school building that day!  

So yeah, he's a smart kid.  He's also a smarta$$ kid!  He likes to tease, but he's better at dishing it out than at taking it.  And he LOVES his sister.  And he's so good with her.  He will play with her and read to her and tell her stories.  He just likes being around her.  He and Jason butt heads a lot, but I think that's normal.  They are as different as night and day.  They literally have nothing in common.  I see a lot Andrew in Sarah and a lot of Jason in Sarah, but I don't see any Jason in Andrew or Andrew in Jason.  And that's okay.  Andrew is his own person.  And luckily for me,  God gave him to me to raise and nurture and try to help him become the best person he can be. 

And I THANK GOD every day, that I'm the lucky Mom that has him.  I love you Andrew.  I will ALWAYS love you.  And I will ALWAYS be here for you.

SO SICK OF SNOW . . . .

I am SO sick of snow.  First let me start by saying that I HATE winter, so I'm kind of biased to begin with.  When I say I hate winter, I mean I HATE WINTER.  With a passion.  There is absolutely NOTHING about it that I like.  Except for Thanksgiving and Christmas, of course.  But after that, I'm ready for it to be over.  And basically, it's just getting started.  

We are on our 4TH snow day.  And it's not even the middle of January yet.  And they're already talking about MAYBE canceling school tomorrow.  ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!  At this rate they'll be going into the middle of June.  And while the kids are thrilled to have the day off, they're also going to be the SAME kids that will be griping and moaning about STILL having to be in school in June.  And I'll be the SAME Mom that will be reminding them that I TOLD them this was going to happen way back in January.  When they thought I didn't know what I was talking about.  When they thought I was just the Mom that wanted to ruin their snow days.  

Did I mention I hate winter?