Just went up to Seattle for a little vaction. Its been so hot here figured a little cooler weather would be great. Trip was pretty good got to listen to some good Jazz eat some good food all and all it was worth it. Now i am back in the heat which when it cools off ill be a happy camper. Hope you all close out your summers on a high note.
So my mom lost her job earlier this week, had no other option then to move her in with me while she gets back on her feet. Shes been here for 1 day and already is driving me nuts. But my son loves it. Hopefully i dont loose my mind during this process.
I dont judge my life by monatry success, yet i do ok. I may not have everything but i have enough. Instead i judge it by how much guilt i wake up to in the morning. And quite honestly my conscience is pretty damn clean. How are you doing?
Well another week in the books. I feel a little bad cause i only had one day off this week and it was my week with the boy. I hope when he gets older he will understand that i worked so much to give him everything he could want, also hope he doesnt turn into a spoiled little brat cause i give him everything he wants.
Work is getting rediculous though, only have two more days off for the month of june and 12 hr shifts do take alot out of you. And with everyone doing the same co-workers start to get a lil snippy. Starting to get that greedy my extra minute is more important then your extra minute attitude. So the adventure begains again. I do feel great after having yesterday off, feel recharged. Had a great day with my son, my mom brother and friends came by for a BBQ.
Well its 230 am and time to drag my sleepy butt to work. hope the 12hrs go fast and hope you all have a great sunday and its a precursor to your week.
Well another week in the books. I feel a little bad cause i only had one day off this week and it was my week with the boy. I hope when he gets older he will understand that i worked so much to give him everything he could want, also hope he doesnt turn into a spoiled little brat cause i give him everything he wants.
Work is getting rediculous though, only have two more days off for the month of june and 12 hr shifts do take alot out of you. And with everyone doing the same co-workers start to get a lil snippy. Starting to get that greedy my extra minute is more important then your extra minute attitude. So the adventure begains again. I do feel great after having yesterday off, feel recharged. Had a great day with my son, my mom brother and friends came by for a BBQ.
Well its 230 am and time to drag my sleepy butt to work. hope the 12hrs go fast and hope you all have a great sunday and its a precursor to your week.
Throwing a BBQ for the hockey game and the fight. Got the shopping done early, went out back to get the grill all cleaned up and surprise, someone stole my grill. Off to home depot for a new one cant have people showing up for a bbq with no bbq
I wish you could hire cooks for next to nothing, i am not the healthest person in the world. Not only do i smoke i work in a place surrounded as the signs say "chemicals known to the state of california to cause cancer" and in all honesty thats the least of your worries when at work. So i work to much smoke to much and as a result i do not eat nearly heathly enough. I love fresh food, but just dont have the energy to shop and cook on most days. So i decide to sneek out get some fresh fruit this evening and run into my good friend and tattoo artist, he informs me its his birthday tonight so, my quest to start being healthier will have to wait because i am on my way to a bar to celebrate the life of a talanted man and a good friend. Happy birthday Tom, and health food i swear one day i will buy you.
Usually try to stay away from blogs, and when i do write i try to keep it as unpersonal as i can. Not a fan of complete strangers knowing my interworkings, but since my closest friends dont know what damage can an unknown do.
12 years ago i moved away from all my family friends and everything i knew a way of life a culture that i loved. I did this for the simple reason as the writing was on the wall the state was going to self destruct jobs were gone and i did not want to work for peanuts. So i moved to LA. People quite different here, so i slowly change with the new environment,met the mother of my son, had a great relationship for years. Then i got sick, in and out the hospital out of work. My partner wasnt there. When i started to get better we split. In the recovery process i realized that i was not the person i knew myself to be or the person i wanted to be. So i started the slow process of rediscovering who i was and who i am. Through this i realized what happened i compromised myself, maybe cause i was looking for new friends maybe because i was awestruck by a beautiful woman, could be both either way i was different. As i got back to who i used to be the person i loved being my health started to return rapidly i started having much more fun at everything, realizing that i loved my job, my friends and was lucky that my Father Mother and Brother all over the last 12 years followed me to CA.
Its been Two years since i got sick, 18 months since the split 14 months since ive been back to work. And i have never been happier. I feel well like myself again, not the guy before i got sick, but the 18 year old that moved to ca to start a life. I may not have the free time i used, son keeps me plenty busy but the minutes hours and if i am lucky days i get to myself i make worth it. To some what i do may seem boring to other it may seem adventurous but it does not matter what you see. For i am no longer concerned with people who have no affect on my life opinions of me.
So lets straighten some things out, yes i shave my head no i am not a thug, yes i have tattoos that some can say are satanic, but they are mine and they are what i say they are keep your opinion to yourself(that goes for family too) Yes i work in the oil industry does not me i believe in raping the environment for the all mighty dollar. I drink i cuss i smoke, and i dont give a shit if that offends you. For i am ME and will never be what you want me to be.
And lastly if you took the time to read my lil story sorry it bounced all over the place. and you probably wasted your time, but thank you for that time.
12 years ago i moved away from all my family friends and everything i knew a way of life a culture that i loved. I did this for the simple reason as the writing was on the wall the state was going to self destruct jobs were gone and i did not want to work for peanuts. So i moved to LA. People quite different here, so i slowly change with the new environment,met the mother of my son, had a great relationship for years. Then i got sick, in and out the hospital out of work. My partner wasnt there. When i started to get better we split. In the recovery process i realized that i was not the person i knew myself to be or the person i wanted to be. So i started the slow process of rediscovering who i was and who i am. Through this i realized what happened i compromised myself, maybe cause i was looking for new friends maybe because i was awestruck by a beautiful woman, could be both either way i was different. As i got back to who i used to be the person i loved being my health started to return rapidly i started having much more fun at everything, realizing that i loved my job, my friends and was lucky that my Father Mother and Brother all over the last 12 years followed me to CA.
Its been Two years since i got sick, 18 months since the split 14 months since ive been back to work. And i have never been happier. I feel well like myself again, not the guy before i got sick, but the 18 year old that moved to ca to start a life. I may not have the free time i used, son keeps me plenty busy but the minutes hours and if i am lucky days i get to myself i make worth it. To some what i do may seem boring to other it may seem adventurous but it does not matter what you see. For i am no longer concerned with people who have no affect on my life opinions of me.
So lets straighten some things out, yes i shave my head no i am not a thug, yes i have tattoos that some can say are satanic, but they are mine and they are what i say they are keep your opinion to yourself(that goes for family too) Yes i work in the oil industry does not me i believe in raping the environment for the all mighty dollar. I drink i cuss i smoke, and i dont give a shit if that offends you. For i am ME and will never be what you want me to be.
And lastly if you took the time to read my lil story sorry it bounced all over the place. and you probably wasted your time, but thank you for that time.
took my son on a mini vac up to san fran for the weekend he loved the trollies and the ferries around the bay. All in all a great weekend and just what i needed.
To save a few hundred dollars, i decided to buy my new bedroom set and pick it up from the manufacture in boxes. Three days of sleeping on the couch, cussing and just flat out being pissed, got the bed dresser and chest together. Never been good at saving money dont know why i tried to start now with this damn thing. In the future will have it delivered and put together not worth the frustration.
After a 12 hr shift and being dead tired today, when i get home my bathroom is submerged with water. While my sons babysitter must have been doing a great job watching him, he climbed up onto the back of the toliet to get something. Cracking the tank. The sitter didnt see the need to shut the water off. Guess your never done working, even when your off work.
