Waiting...

Hubby is supposed to hear tomorrow on the job.... he had the 2nd round of interviews last week and they seemed to go well. We would be so excited if this works out. Our federal tax refund is spent (paid part of the water bill, state tax debt we owed, and the electric bill) and our economic stimulus check is going to the mortgage. I would pee my pants if we could make it through a month without a collections call!

Wonder Boy isn't sleeping. He has struggled for the last several months. We get the results of the sleep study Thursday. He is 11 and is sleeping only 7 hours a night. I can understand why Wonder Boy is cranky -- I was really cranky until my sleep issue was resolved. It will be nice when Wonder Boy is less cranky. I'm nervous about his "extended soft palate" as I fear it may require surgery. I will cross that bridge when I come to it. I have not shared my fears -- why worry my worrier even more? He is too much like me -- you could put a "Born to Worry!" bumper sticker on his bum! (Trust me, if you are born this way it is quite difficult to change!). May he learn quicker than I did that worry doesn't buy you diddle in this life.

Who am I to talk though? My mother inlaw (Satan) called and wanted to come over to visit today. I worried all weekend because Satan always has a trick up her sleeve. Luckily it gave us an excuse to clean house. The dust bunnies had morphed into dust buffaloes and I was buried in homeless whatevers. Where does this clutter come from?????? Progress was made and the visit was short. I celebrate the lack of wounds inflicted! She was visiting to ask us over next weekend for birthdays (we consolidate and celebrate in groups). I'll expect fireworks but at least it won't be at my house... you know she opens junk drawers when she visits.... how does she think of the excuses she comes up with for what she is looking for?????

I hope for good news this week! Wouldn't that be fun???