During football season last year, I used to think to myself “it’ll be nice once football ends and things calm down a bit”. Then the holidays rolled around, and I thought “imagine all the things I can accomplish once the holidays are over with and thinks calm down!”. The fact is, things never really calm down for me for very long. Even the mundane, day to day stuff keeps me pretty busy. Currently I have the little on in gymnastics one night a week, tutoring one day a week, but aside from that, I still find myself wondering when “quiet time” will be available. Life is just always so BUSY FEELING. I can’t say it’s a bad thing, but some nights I must say I wish for a little bit of piece and quiet. In the past few weeks alone, I have had major car issues, unwanted drama, have been on a hunt for another car, have been in the process to change my citizenship, and oh yes, did I mention balance all that with being a wife, mother and working full time? So here’s how my life on the daily has been going.
For starters, our brakes on our family car started making a grinding noise. At first it would grind for a minute or two, then stop and not reoccur. Then one day, my husband drove the car and reported the brakes were grinding full time. Our usual mechanic was out of town, so I drove it to another shop who works on our cars. $600 bucks later, we had new brakes, new rotors, replaced bulbs, had had the car smoke tested, and a cracked part replaced that the mechanic believed was causing the check engine light to come on. Our car is due for emissions/registration, so I needed the check engine light issue resolved. 3 days later, the light was back on. A scan of the codes indicated the right catalytic converter and 02 sensor were bad. $1100 later, the car was fine. Until the light came back on, this time indicating the OTHER catalytic converter was bad. I have never seen pity in a mechanic’s face before. He cleared the codes and told me to wait until the monitors set. The next day, the monitors had set…no light. He came and picked up my car and took it for emissions. It passed! A week later, husband drives it and the damned light comes back on. I drive it, the light goes off. I am chalking it up to the car doesn’t like the husband.
After all the car issues, we decided since the car is almost paid off that it might be time to look for another car. Y’all…car shopping SUCKS. Dealers sack you with hidden fees, and if you’re a woman, you can often also get the pleasure of being talked to like you are mentally impaired. Did you hear the sarcasm there? Yes? Good. Trying to find a car with something that every member of the family wanted was important. We finally found a car, but dealing with the dealer has been a nightmare. I had to turn into a difficult asshole and demand everything in writing. I’m still unsure if the deal will go through, but I will find out in a few days. Luckily we aren’t in a rush, so if it doesn’t go through, we have time to wait and keep hunting for what we want. Also, apparently if you speak to any dealer about a car, they will call you, daily, forever.
In the midst of all this, I had to travel an hour away for my immigration appointment. I have been in the US legally as a permanent resident for most of my life. I got my permanent residency as a child and never switched over due to a few factors. My dad got his US citizenship a few years ago and recommended I get mine. Frankly, I didn’t have the money to do it. He offered to pay for it for my birthday, so I decided to move forward with the process early last year. Needless to say, my time here in the US, the fact I married an American 12 years ago and have 2 children make me a pretty easy case. People think that becoming a citizen is a quick and easy process. I can tell you, it’s not cheap, and for most people, it’s not easy nor quick. Some people wait years. I am lucky, as mine processed earlier than the government’s website even projected, and my case is really one of the easier ones. I waited all of last year to get my interview appointment, and as luck would have it, it was scheduled for January 11th….the day after my hysterectomy. I had to reschedule, which is typically a big no-no, but I couldn’t reschedule my surgery. I called to reschedule, was told it was sorted, only to get a letter a couple of weeks later saying I couldn’t reschedule over the phone. I frantically wrote a letter and mailed it off the same day with the form. Then I berated myself for being a dummy and not sending it certified. I finally got a new date and time, and off I went. If I’m REALLY honest, part of the reason I waited so long to apply is because I was afraid I would fail the civics test portion of the process. They have 100 questions and ask you 10. You have to get 6 right to pass. I got the first 6 right, so the interviewer wasn’t going to ask me any more. I said “can you ask me the other 4? I need to prove to my husband I studied and am not a dummy!”. We had a good laugh. I got all 10 right! This week I go for my oath ceremony, and then I am officially a US citizen. It’s exciting. Apparently I can apply for a passport right at the oath ceremony, and I believe I can also register to vote as well. I never had much desire to vote throughout my life, but now I can’t wait!
In the midst of all the happenings, I also had 2 birthdays in our house and drama as well. Thankfully the drama has gone away, and it’s peaceful. I had originally said I would move my blog, and I still might, but I’d prefer not to. I see no reason to stop what I enjoy (writing) because of someone being a dildo.
My birthday was rough this year. Two kids with the flu, everyone feeling a bit down, expensive car repairs, etc. I ended up having to make some really tough decisions that day. My husband sent me off for a pedicure and some down time, which was much appreciated and extremely needed. Even though the day was rough, I entered 44 feeling pretty grown up, hopeful, and happy that so far I hadn’t caught the flu. I consider it a win. Within two days of my birthday I woke up feeling light and happy. It was like a weight had been lifted. It was fabulous.
My Husband got us tickets to see the Dropkick Murphys, a favorite band. He ended up staying home with the poor kiddos who were still sick, but sent me and a friend. We had general admission, and spent the show 2nd row center, partying our asses off. We dodged moshers and crowd servers, and even got up on stage for the last song. I can’t explain just how awesome it is being on stage in a huge arena with a fantastic band, but it’s exhilarating! It was exactly what I needed, and I got home feeling incredibly happy.
My son’s birthday was a couple of days ago. I can’t believe he is 12. He was born during the best and worst time of my life. In the span of a few months, I married my soulmate and love of my life, had my son, lost my mother to cancer, found out my dad had cancer, moved house, went back to work, and had a bunch of other life changes. My son was a primary factor in me getting through the tough times. I can’t say I would have managed nearly as well had he not been born. He gave me focus, a reason to get up each day and he taught me how to woman up and handle myself better than I ever had before. Now he’s almost as tall as me, smarter than me, and an all round awesome kid, if I do say so myself. I’m so lucky to be his mom. For his birthday, he wanted some quiet time to play video games, then wanted lunch, to play mini golf (outside in the cold no less) and then to play laser tag. Luckily our local sport place has both mini gold and laser tag, so off we went. I had such a great time I am looking forward to going back again. I left laser tag sweaty, red faced, and a little winded, but happy as could be. My son was thrilled his parents jumped in and played, and a good time was had by all. We got home and his neighbor friend came over to play video games with him. A good time was had by all. The next day the extended family took him out for dinner and cake. He was thrilled.
It’s been a busy year so far. I started it by getting a major body part removed, and have been trucking along since. People ask me all the time about the hysterectomy. It’s honestly the best thing I have done in a while. While I had a few tiny issues, the end result is that I feel fantastic. I went back to work 2 weeks later (working from home) full time, and haven’t looked back.
While I was in the citizenship appointment, the interviewer asked me a series of questions about whether I had been a part of a terror organization, or a drug cartel, among other crazy scenarios. I burst out laughing and said “I’m a football/gymnastic mom of two, married to a man with an opposite schedule than mine, and I work full time. I wouldn’t even have time nor energy for that stuff!”. My life on the daily is not super exciting. It’s not really all that interesting. Last night I spent 3 hours trying to unclog a toilet, for instance. Not exactly exciting stuff. Still, my little life keeps me super busy, and happy. Sometimes it’s about perspective. When times get bad, there are always silver linings. When people are jerks, there are always amazing people to be there for you. When life gets too busy, a snowstorm will slow you down. When luck isn’t on your side, know that better times are around the bend. I’m looking forward to new experiences and changes!