So I get to go to a school in Nashville, Tennessee. It is four weeks long. It starts 26 Nov. and lasts until 21 Dec. I am really looking forward to it. This school will teach me A LOT about being a HVAC/R technician. I was very fortunate to get hired on by a HVAC/R company even though I had no prior experience or knowledge, other than what I had learned from doing other stuff. Now I am again fortunate to be able to go to a four week course that will teach me just about, but not quite, everything I would learn at a technical college. My plan, now, is to get through this course and take that knowledge with me to a technical college and become even better in this profession. I have learned, in less than a year, that there is a lot of money to be made for very good HVAC/R technicians. The way I see it, the better I become, the better I can provide for my two little girls.
Speaking of, my oldest girl lost her first tooth the other night. She was excited that the Tooth Fairy came to visit and left a dollar, but she was very upset that the Tooth Fairy took her tooth. Actually, I kept it. As weird as that sounds, and sentimental, oh well. She is my little girl, and she is growing up. The tooth is a reminder of why I gave up eight years in the Marine Corps. I would have missed that and a lot of other things in their, both my girls, lives had I stayed in. I won't lie, I miss the Corps A LOT. I miss it everyday, but those little girls have made it worth it. --My youngest was evaluated for speech development, which ended up being an evaluation of just about everything developmentally. During the evaluation she would do what she was asked, with no problems, and when asked, by the evaluators, who taught her that, her reply was always, "My daddy taught me." (I think there were to many commas in that last sentence.) That really made me realize that giving up eight years in the Marines was worth it. I am not taking anything from her mamma, her grand-parents, or aunt and uncle, but that showed me that I have made a really big impact on their, my girls, lives. An impact I could not have made if I had re-enlisted.
Oh well, I will quit babbling. Happy Holidays, if thats your thing.
Speaking of, my oldest girl lost her first tooth the other night. She was excited that the Tooth Fairy came to visit and left a dollar, but she was very upset that the Tooth Fairy took her tooth. Actually, I kept it. As weird as that sounds, and sentimental, oh well. She is my little girl, and she is growing up. The tooth is a reminder of why I gave up eight years in the Marine Corps. I would have missed that and a lot of other things in their, both my girls, lives had I stayed in. I won't lie, I miss the Corps A LOT. I miss it everyday, but those little girls have made it worth it. --My youngest was evaluated for speech development, which ended up being an evaluation of just about everything developmentally. During the evaluation she would do what she was asked, with no problems, and when asked, by the evaluators, who taught her that, her reply was always, "My daddy taught me." (I think there were to many commas in that last sentence.) That really made me realize that giving up eight years in the Marines was worth it. I am not taking anything from her mamma, her grand-parents, or aunt and uncle, but that showed me that I have made a really big impact on their, my girls, lives. An impact I could not have made if I had re-enlisted.
Oh well, I will quit babbling. Happy Holidays, if thats your thing.