I have admitted my love for Discovery Channel too many times on this blog.
Jarom is freaked out by it a little I think.
I would rather watch "Emergencies in the OR"..."Dr. G. Medical Examiner"...or "The secret life of Hoarders"...than anything else on TV! If he sets the remote down for a second I flip it to channel 220 and grab a box of tissues to cry for "Medical Mystery: The Girl who was born without limbs".
oh my goodness this sounds so much more morbid out loud:)
Jarom won't let me watch during dinner. It makes him gag.
ha ha ha ha ha ha.
I am laughing out loud right now.
I secretly wish that I had become a Nurse or Doctor or Pediatrician! Oh that would be awesome. SOOOO many years of Anatomy and Physiology classes...then teaching it for years will do that to a person I guess. I am obsessed. I would love to help people at times of stress...I would love the rush of saving someone's life...I would love to be that smart for heavens sake!
Jarom continually reminds me that I COULD have done any of it...but instead chose to be a MOTHER. Doesn't he have to say that???? I love that job too....but I admit I have to be reminded as I'm watching "First Responders" on Friday night when Jarom wants to rent a movie...that MY JOB IS as glamorous and gratifying! IT IS IT IS IT IS.
I also wanted to be a JOURNALIST (My Bachelor's Degree is in Journalism), a Counselor, a Psychologist, an Interior Designer. Oh...I was always changing. I want to go back to school for a million gazillion things but Jarom says no for now. Maybe someday!
I came to this conclusion:
Any decision is a sacrifice.
We can't do it all. We can't be it all.
(Even though I happen to want too).
Sure...I'd bet most of us are capable...but we have to DECIDE.
My Hair Dresser in Omaha was 45. She was darling, had traveled the world, was loaded beyond belief and was miserable. She was talented and great and important...and empty.
She was super sweet to me...and loved when I came by every 4 weeks for our one-hour chat on life. She quit working full-time and got pregnant at 45 year old because of our little "talks"! It still makes me cry to think about. She told me it was my "wisdom beyond my years" because I was the ripe old age of 21 and "had it figured out" according to her. She hugged me and told me I changed her life. She had 3 boys in the next 3 years....and her life is FULL. I don't take the credit...because thankfully I've got a plan all layed out for me. We all must find JOY and GRATIFICATION in any job we have. This is one of my favorite messages on the subject!
Like when Jarom applied for Law School.
I wanted to apply for Dental Hygiene.
I wanted to proceed and be a Dentist at the time.
I had to choose.
I chose to follow him.
Sacrifice. But worth it.
SOOOO....the other night
I was busy watching my guilty pleasure "THE SECRET LIFE OF HOARDERS!"
(I am laughing so hard right now...because 99% of you finish that sentence with THE BACHELOR or DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES.) I am a nerd.
Anyways---Halfway through the and in walks a "CERTIFIED PROFESSIONAL ORGANIZER" to help these people out. It's like the world stopped for a moment and I Shushed jarom and jaxson. "Turn it up...Turn it up...what did they just say????"
Jarom starts laughing. Mocking me I'm certain.
"Did they seriously just say that somebody on this earth has the title CERTIFIED PROFESSIONAL ORGANIZER and that she gets paid to throw people's junk away and tell them how to make their home more functional?!?
Many things go through my mind at this moment...mainly...
WHY IN THE CRAP WAS THAT NOT A MAJOR AT MY UNIVERSITY?
I don't remember having that option as I scrolled through the 20 different things I
"wanted to be when I grew up".
Anyhow---this is my new obsession.
Where and how can I get this degree and go on that show?!?
I want to tell people what to throw away and how G-R-O-S-S it is to keep every old beer can you've ever came acrossed and call it a "collection". It's trash people. Plain and simple.
In fact...I think this show fascinates me because I should have my own Diagnosis.
I should be diagnosed with the 100% opposite.
I throw everything away.
This has been known to cause much stress to my husband.
Anytime he starts rummaging through this office drawers I have been known to drop to my knees in the kitchen and think "PLEASE OH PLEASE BLESS YOU DIDN'T THROW THAT DOCUMENT AWAY KRISTIN!"
I usually did.
This post is all...over...the...place. WOW!
last Friday night when I requested that Jarom bring in the ladder so I could finish up my "DANGEROUS and GRATIFYING JOB of Dusting". I thought... "you know what...I love to clean. I love to organize. I love to be a mother. I think it's a great job."
AND although it's not all that glamourous....It is kinda dangerous and often times provides quite a rush! ha ha.
...Like for instance...when I dust my bookshelves.
I'm scared crapless.
My job is dangerous and important afterall.
For Pete Sake...I risk my life and tackle my fear of heights head on so that my guests don't have to look down on giant clumps of dustbunnies.
I also made this nifty little Beginning Spelling, Letter Recognition, Color Recognition game this morning:) Go HERE for details! I will be posting countless games and crafts that will be part of my preschool: Smarty Pants Preschool! Check it out! The link is at the top of my blog...and keep telling your friends in the Davis County area. My student list is growing...and the 2010 school year is going to be Awesome!
This game is so simple...yet completely effective. It helps your children learn colors, spelling and letter recognition. You can mix up the clothes pins and have them sort through them to find the letters to spell out each color. Clip them on the bottom in the right order. Months of repetition with this game will surely have them spelling in not time!
I am heading to laminate them this minute!
oh my goodness...the sun is shining and even though it's freezing I am heading out for a walk.
No more sitting here depressed and gloomy.
I quit that.
HAVE A WONDERFUL SATURDAY.