Back At It Again

Well finally some good news. I got the job! I'll be working as a sales associate again, and getting back into the game. I have mixed feelings honestly. Mostly because I don't know how well I'm up to the task of re-entering society. It's the being pregnant and not knowing what is going on with my little one, the whole trying to be a mom, wife, and home keeper while trying to be bread winner as well thing that's keeping me off balance. It's the balancing doctor's appointments for all three of us, ultrasounds, work, family, and still trying to have a somewhat social life. And attempting to maintain my sanity, which at the moment is hanging in there...ish. But thanks to my love and his "Bra remover man for one customer a life" and his special one handed back rubs, I may make it through the next few months mostly intact. Nope, I'm not even going to explain the bra remover thing other than to say I'm his only customer for life. I do so love the one handed back rubs though, oh and the foot rubs. Now if I can survive each day long enough to get home to said rubs, I'll be fine.
Other than that today was pretty chill. Gamer and Sam went to my in-laws last night and wound up staying the night, but I had to stay home to wait for the call on the job. So, I got a night all to myself. And 5 hours in was missing my family and wanting them home. By then Sam had passed out and was dead to the world, so we decided it was better to let her just sleep through the night. Turns out it was a good thing as she slept through pretty much the whole night. She didn't nap much today so an early bedtime is in order...after a good scrubbing in the bath. She gets those about 3-5 times a week. Sometimes we just toss her in to let her play without scrubbing her down as to much soap on their skin is not always a thing, but she gets scrubbed down at least once a week or man does she get stinky. Just like her daddy.
Gamer had his first shower with his cast today. It went surprisingly well all things considered. As many of you know, and for those of you who don't, you don't ever want to get your cast wet. This requires a bit of ingenuity on how to bathe while not getting to wet. I spent much of laying in bed last night thinking up the least expensive, and most effective ways of maintaining a dry cast while showering. Garbage bags, and grocery sacks work in a pinch, but I knew there had to be a better way. And that's when it hit me. Plastic wrap! You can get rolls of plastic wrap at any grocery store, gas station, and most importantly, Dollar store! As long as you wrap the cast and extend the wrap far enough on both ends so the cast and skin surrounding it are covered, then take tape, sports tape is what I used, and tape down the ends and create a seal, you have a waterproof cast! Ta-da! Or apparently you can buy a cast seal online...I like mine better. It actually takes brains to figure out how to do that. Just saying. So, when we tested it out, while I bit my lip hoping I wasn't going to have to call the doctor already to replace the stupid thing, he came out dry as a bone around his cast. Score one for mommy.
Where I grew up you had to use what you had around you to do what you needed. So I learned to be pretty resourceful when required. And since I like things neat and tidy (no you may not visit my house at the moment) when I am required to be resourceful, I like it to be somewhat graceful while I'm at it. Then it at least looks like an adult did it instead of a half drunk two year old. Don't get me wrong, I've had plenty of experiences where it looked like a totally plastered drunk, half asleep, one armed possum did it, but hey, they get better each time I try again after.
So in short, when you can figure out how to do something because you may not have all the parts, or the time to hit the store, or you're running low on money, think outside the box, and as we'd say back home, jury rig it. Or you can MacGyver it if you must, but breaking a bunch of things to fix one tiny thing is not usually worth the pain to fix all the broken stuff after. Think I'm joking? Go watch a MacGyver episode and count how many things he breaks to build one thing to fix something else. At one point in a single episode we counted 12 items he broke (some being several million dollar things) to get out of a building. Yeah, just jury rig it. It'll be fine I'm sure...
Well with that, it's goodnight my friends. Sleep well and sweet dreams of no crying children.

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