too everyone who had needed it that last few days, congrats on all the cool things and babies, and awesome job on all the gardens, coop improvements and new critter cages and brooder. Yay for all the sales and new bird purchases, and cool for moIpet's article. I know I've been quiet, but there's always coffee, hot water and munchies for y'all when you get up. There's even the occasional snuggle fluff butt, and always treats for them. There may even be some free ranging parakeets, just don't freak out when they buzz your head on their laps around the living room and kitchen, they just like the thrill of living dangerously, they don't land on you or anything.
I'm still trying to get up the desire to pick up the laptop and job hunt and look at getting in to nursing school. I need to do it, I'm just not wanting to. I'm tired of spending forever trying to get s job, just to have it not be the right fit for me. It's downright discouraging and depressing, therefore I'm not enthusiastic about it. I already know I'm slower than a lot of people doing the same work, and that is not helpful, especially with the kind of paycheck I need coming from the larger organizational medical facilities. So let's just say I'm to discourage and afraid of failing and not being able to find a job even if I do get my RN. It will be the 4th time going through school, 3rd for a career, and I'll still more after that to get the bachelor's that is the desired degree. The good thing is that I would be able to specialize more, which is really what I want to do. I'd like to get in to endocrinology, specifically, diabetes care and management. Fear of failing again is a powerful thing, though. The only thing I haven't failed at, career - wise is the military, and I left that in '95. Otherwise, being a parent had been my only other success. I'm not even good at housekeeping, my placer is a total mess, and I've totally given up on trying with it, much to the disappointment of my parents and husband. At least my husband had figured out that it won't change, and trying to get it to is mute. My parents, not so much, so my mom comes twice a etter to help out and lecture me. Initiate more feelings of failure/ inadequacy. The only ones who see me as successful in anything are the kids and their friends, who end up being my extra "kids." I guess I should feel good about that, especially when DD#4 tells others she associates with that she'll pass one the drugs cuz her mom hasn't given her a reason to want to do them, but it doesn't outweigh the ready of my life that isn't going how I imagined it would.
Anyhow, enough depressing stuff, we now have 10 baby tree frogs, two tad poles that just need to absorb their trailed, one that needs to get its front legs, one that needs all 4, and a salamander that needs to get to the the point of not being fully aquatic. So far, that has been a cool adventure and nature, considering all were wild caught, along with the 3 larger ones. DD#3 loves frogs, so I told her she had to catch het own tree frogs, that way we don't need a special set up, only a replica of our current flora, fauna and climate, which is really nice. They are happy, healthy and free of predators. They are the top of the food chain, which means hakuna matatta. All of the other animals are doing good, and Kiwi, our new parakeet, is finally not freaking out when I try to pet her and get her to go on my finger. Took long enough, but yay, it's about time, especially since Blue had been showing her since day one that I'm not a threat.
That's the update on my drab existence, now back to all the interesting stuff.
About family. 
