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    I’m an organized mess

    Posted on: March 14th, 2015 by Randi No Comments

    So, things have been going well at work. I’m up to 4 clients now.  I’m going from 8:30 to 5:30 non stop. I’m working on getting used to having a lot less time to myself all around. Afterwards, I want to just lay down and unwind and that’s when Andrew comes home. I’m assuming I’ll get used to it but it’s like everyone needs something from me all day and then I can’t even get 5 minutes to myself afterwards, not even in the bathroom (since Andrew thinks it’s funny to just walk in on me and it’s become a normal thing for him to stand there and talk to me while I’m on the toilet). It doesn’t help that I’ve had the kids 2 weekends in a row and am taking them next weekend on Friday to Saturday. I mean, it’s to help my step dad out so he and my brother could go to the St. Patrick’s Day parade today. I’m really looking forward to next Saturday when the house is quiet, and hopefully clean, and I can just sit down and relax and have a few drinks.

    Speaking of the house, it’s in shambles. When I wasn’t working, it wasn’t spotless, that’s for sure, but it all fell on me. I was in charge of the house because I wasn’t working. Fair enough, right? I’m not the best housekeeper and Andrew, bless his heart, never said a word about it. He had a right to but never did. Now that I’m working, I think it’s only fair that we share the housework. However, this hasn’t been properly vocalized to anyone, yet. But it’s coming. I know if I don’t do it soon, it’s going to come out in the form of an explosion that Andrew is going to get the brunt of because my brother is never home. I’m seriously thinking a chore chart might be best for this. Of course, anything relating to the animals is my responsibility and something I need to work on. As of now, my life is being run by alarms and notifications so I don’t see what it can hurt to set a few more to do the litter boxes and dog papers. Andrew already does the laundry because I’m a little bitch and can’t enter the basement by myself. I’ll give Patrick something to do because even, though, he’s never home, he can at least keep his room clean and maybe the bathroom. I need to get the house in order because everything is chaos, and when I have to move soda bottles or coffee cups off of my desk to work in the morning, it makes for a miserable Randi.

    As a matter of fact, I’m not doing anything now (I was playing Minecraft but it keeps crashing because of a driver issue I can’t figure out) so I should probably get on some of it now and tomorrow. It’s difficult with 2 extra people (the kids) parked in my way but I’ll just sweep them into the piles with the broom too. 😛

    This is it

    Posted on: February 10th, 2015 by Randi 5 Comments

    Remember my vague blog post from last week? Well, I no longer need to be vague! I applied to Zirtual, a virtual assisting company, in the beginning of January. I thought they had forgotten me or that I didn’t complete their tasks well. When I got the email that I was moving on to the next hiring step, I tried to not get excited but I was. Oh so excited! I was afraid to jinx it, though, which is the reason for the vague blog.

    I had my interview at 2:40PM this afternoon and it last 20 minutes. I called my mom immediately to tell her that I thought the interview went well but I was so nervous that I wasn’t going to get it anyway. Zirtual is very picky and is known for it’s rigorous hiring process. 28 minutes after my interview ended, I got the email confirming that I got the job. I was still on the phone with my mother and just kept saying, “Oh my god!”

    I needed this, not only because I needed an income but because this is what I want to do. I’ve not stopped thinking about this job since I applied. I’m happy. Not just because I got the job but really happy. I feel like things are on the right track now. I am going to have a job I love, extra money all around, benefits!, and I feel like this is the beginning of the life I’ve always wanted. We can start saving to buy a house, get married, children. Getting a job was what I needed to do to accomplish any of this but getting this job makes me feel like things are finally on the right track. This is it. 🙂


    Posted on: February 6th, 2015 by Randi 1 Comment

    I hate when I want to shout from the rooftops how excited I am about something but don’t for fear of shit going wrong. It happens far too often but I want this so bad that I don’t want to jinx it. I’d appreciate good vibes if you can send them. Hopefully, things will be good next week. 🙂 If not, you probably won’t hear anything about this again.

    Protected: Once A Cheating Whore…

    Posted on: December 14th, 2014 by Randi Enter your password to view comments.
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    If my Animals Were People: Cat Edition

    Posted on: September 25th, 2014 by Randi No Comments

    All of my animals are very different. Each one has their own personality. A lot of people act like I’m crazy when I say this but I’m close to them and I can pick up on these things. I notice the slightest change in their personalities and worry about them. I know, easily, when something is not right. Hell, I can tell you which cat is meowing and if they are playing or hurt, from 2 rooms away just like a mother can with her kids. They are beings, just as we are. Just because we don’t know what they are thinking doesn’t mean they don’t think.

    My mom and I talk about these things all the time. Phantom is another one of her kids and as she fills me on what Breya is doing in school or what Zack is playing these days, Phantom is mentioned too. More so than Lily or Jackson. She knows, just like I do, that Phantom is more than a cat. I always tell her about what my cats did that day or what trouble they got into.

    So, I want to paint a picture of what I think my animals would be like if they were people. I figure this will help people understand what I’m talking about and know that I’m not crazy and anybody who loves their animals will tell you the same thing. This is going to be sort of long but I do have 5 of them. These are based off of their mannerisms which I will explain first.

    I encourage any pet owner to do the same. I want to read about your furbabies.

    I’ll start with my oldest, although he doesn’t live with me. (more…)

    The Good, The Bad, & The Ugly

    Posted on: August 7th, 2014 by Randi No Comments

    I may have mentioned that my brother was moving out. The last day he was here, he gave me money that he owed me for watching Mya, and he felt bad that he gave us such short notice that he tossed Andrew some money for partial rent.

    The good:

    My brother really only took his TV and clothes.  He left his furniture, bed, dresser, night stand, and even a large dog crate. This is great because now we have an extra room, mainly for the kids. While we have a 3 bedroom apartment, the middle room is a railroad room which means it has no door and you have to walk through it to get to the bathroom or the back room (my brother’s room). So, we turned that into the cat’s room. We had all intentions of getting a LARGE cat tower for them but things happen and it hasn’t happened yet. However, they aren’t without as it has our spare recliners (that moved up there when we got a sectional), a spare bed from my mom’s house (and before that the spare bunk beds), a dresser, and a window. So, they are pleased with that set up. We had intended on letting one of the kids stay up there on our weekend with them but there is no TV so that didn’t work out.

    Regardless, now we have a room for them, and extra closet for us, and access to our tiny attic space. Not to mention, our electric bill will go down drastically since every time I walked by my brother’s room, there was something on despite him pulling a 24hour shift.

    The bad:

    I’m sad to see him go. I mean, of course it was bound to happen, but just like it was hard to move away from my mom, this is just as hard. My brother and I have lived together since he was born. Although he’s pulled away from the family quite a bit over the last few years, namely whenever he has a girlfriend (suddenly it becomes all about her family) it was nice having him around. I fear not seeing him now except on family gatherings. We are hoping that isn’t the case but my mom has decided to try and thwart that by making mandatory Sunday dinners for all of us.

    We don’t see our Aunt and Uncle. I honestly, couldn’t tell you what my Uncle is up to since the last time I saw him was Bampa’s funeral. Things went south with my family after his death and we all had a falling out but we didn’t see our Uncle that much before that anyway. I fear that this might happen with my brother. His attitude as of late makes it seem like he’s so much better than us, the same way our Aunt and Uncle are. I’m afraid he’s not going to make an attempt to see us unless he has to. As it is now, he only calls my mother when he needs something.

    This means, it’s now just Andrew and I. Which is what I’ve wanted for a while but it still makes me sad to think about how old I’ve gotten, I’m on my own now, I’m losing the last bit of my childhood. It had to happen eventually but I didn’t think it would be scary.

    The ugly:

    I don’t go in my brother’s room. Despite growing up together, we are completely different people. My brother is all redneck, it’s all about hunting, fishing, guns, etc. I’m afraid of guns. He had quite a few, most of them inherited from my grandfather. I have irrational fears about guns. I don’t touch them or even like being in the same room as them. Loaded, safety on, etc, it will find someway to shoot me. So, I never went in there.

    I made sure he had removed them all with the stuff he was taking on the last day he was here. I needed to get in there and get it rearranged for the kids to sleep in there. As soon as I walked in, I honestly didn’t feel like I should be in there. His TV was gone but everything else was there, coats, boots, decorations, shell casings, air conditioner. It didn’t feel like he moved out. I had told him he didn’t have to worry about cleaning it because what I had seen of it, it wasn’t bad. I figured a quick sweep and I could move everything where I wanted.

    Oh how wrong I was. Once I did my initial sweep, I started moving things. Oh dear lord. There was garbage stacked behind his dresser, next to it, in his closet, behind his night stand, under his bed. Soda bottles, condom wrappers, papers, moldy dishes. I rearranged and swept everything into a pile and I walked out. It was late and I didn’t feel like dealing with that right then.

    I still have to go up there and finish it and I’m not looking forward to it. Once I do, though, I can get my organization underway and get the house in order.

    It Was A Good Day

    Posted on: July 24th, 2014 by Randi 4 Comments

    Andrew brought home the air conditioner that he ordered last week. 12,000BTU on sale for $250. Thank you, Best Buy (and SlickDeals). I love it. In addition to the AC sent from the gods, Andrew brought me a wake up coffee and sandwich from Dunkin. I don’t know about you but that’s the 2nd best way to wake up (you know the first ;])

    It’s a big and awesome AC, too, so I opted for the side window behind our couch (rather than the one on our porch) to prevent the obvious in our neighborhood. Andrew moved the couch out while I did my morning routine and when I came down, it was lighter and animal toy land. And soooo much dog hair. I clean, I sweep, I vacuum but when you have cats it doesn’t matter. It’s like they aim for the places you can’t reach when they play. Anyway, around the lighters, and dog hair, and cat toys lay my favorite bra that I honestly forgot I had.

    It Was A Good Day!

    So, how can this day get better?! It can’t. Tomorrow is Friday. The Friday I get the kids. So, I’m going to be spending the rest of the day cleaning. Tomorrow is a busy day and I’d like to make it as easy as possible by wiping out the housework today.  Andrew took tomorrow off to make it less stressful. He has to get his car inspected, first thing tomorrow. Then, we are off to grocery shop, something that is long overdue. At 4:30pm, Loki, James, and Bella have a vet appointment. Loki needs his initial exam and shots, James somehow contracted ear mites (which still baffles me as no one else has them), and Bella has yet ANOTHER eye infection.

    I don’t know what it is with her. This has been off and on since we got her. Other than that, she’s completely healthy. The only thing I can think is she loves pets so much that she rubs the side of her face on EVERYTHING. Seriously, we watch her do it. I think she keeps scratching her eye. The vet doesn’t even ask to see her anymore and just keeps calling something in but I need to get to the bottom of this. Maybe it’s nothing, maybe it’s not.

    After the kitty appt, we have to go pick up Zack and Breya. My mom claims Breya has been better, so we’ll see. She was given a grounded that everyone followed through with. Usually, and my mom is the first to admit, that after a day or two, she forgets or goes soft no matter what we did. That wasn’t cutting it for Breya. Even at her father’s she was grounded which I don’t believe has ever happened. Maybe she’s learned to think before she speaks. I learned quickly with a few slaps to the mouth (probably why I knew enough to mutter insults when my mom left the room or when he back was turned and Breya screams them in my mom’s face). My mom doesn’t want to do that because, clearly, times have changed.

    In other news, my brother told me he was leaving at the end of the month. Does anyone else remember when he told me that back in (at the end of) May then didn’t move and got a fucking dog instead? Yeah, that wasn’t 30 days notice either. At least this time, he apologized for being so late. He’s never here anymore and I think I played a huge role in that by not watching Mya anymore. He had to find other arrangements and did with his girlfriend’s roommate. So, if he wanted to see either of them, he has to go there. He’s NEVER hear anymore. So, I saw it coming. He’s leaving his furniture which is great. I can’t wait to get in there and rearrange it the way I’ve told him to do since we moved in. There would be so much more space. It also means that we get an extra closet (his is bigger than ours), and the entrance to the attic.

    I don’t know what we plan on doing with his room yet. I may just leave it as a spare bedroom for my siblings or my brother in law with just a hint of storage space. That way, it’s still there for my brother, just in case.

    This was supposed to be a short blog post. I should probably blog more to keep this from happening.

    Making the Transition

    Posted on: July 18th, 2014 by Randi No Comments

    I love my siblings. It’s more than a normal Big Sister, Little Brother/Sister thing. I was a lot closer to Breya than I was Zack. I was 10 when Zack was born. I was 14, with Breya and from the moment she came into the world, I treated her like my kid. Regardless, I am close to both of them. My brother, doesn’t seem too interested in spending time with either of them. I don’t know what it is, exactly, but it makes me sad for them. If I’m being honest with myself, I am what my aunt *was* to us and my brother is what my uncle was. The only reason we ever saw our uncle was because he lived with our aunt. That makes me feel even worse because I couldn’t tell you what my uncle is up to now. I haven’t seen/talked to him in years. We (I mean the rest of my family excluding my brother) do not talk to my aunt anymore either but that’s because she chose her husband over her niece and nephew. That won’t happen with me. Regardless, that isn’t what this is about.

    Zack was my annoying little brother for years. He was loud, obnoxious, and energetic. Miraculously, he outgrew that and Zack and I have so much in common now. He’s laid back, funny, and mature for his age. I never thought I’d be able to say this (because he’s a boy and I didn’t think it could happen) but we can talk to each other. At least, I can. I hope he feels the same with me. He’s a joy to have around. 

    Breya was my adorable baby. There were many times where she preferred me over our mom. She was always following me around and I loved it. There were hugs and kisses a plenty. Somewhere along the road, she stopped being my adorable little sister and turned into a pain in the ass. Don’t get me wrong, I love her and I think that’s why it’s so hard for me to grasp. She has her moments still of wanting to cuddle with me, she comes and hugs me and tells me she loves me, but it seems like the next minute I’m being verbally assaulted or disrespected. And I think, maybe it’s my fault. I’ve treated her all these years like she was my kid. That’s not the case anymore because I don’t live with her. Maybe I forgot to transition from parent to sister. She didn’t seem to have that problem but she’s reminded daily whereas I only am when she’s here.

    I get her giving my mom this attitude and sass. I don’t condone it but it makes sense. I did the same thing (although I waited until my mom left the room to mutter insults under my breath and Breya just blurts it out). This just isn’t what I pictured. I always thought I would be the one Breya came to. My mom and I talked in great lengths about it. I have the permission to keep Breya’s secrets (as long as they didn’t warrant intervention) and help her where needed (advice, birth control when the time came, etc). If she views me as a parent, that’s not going to happen. She’s not going to come to me with anything if she fears being punished or scolded by me.

    The thing is, I don’t know how to fix it. When she comes over to my house, I have to parent. I’m in charge. When she’s here, it’s like I never left. I can’t let her get away with murder, either, because that makes it more difficult on my mom. I have to find a happy medium.

    Maybe it’s time, I sit them both down separately. I’ve been meaning to do it for a while now. I want them both to know that I’m here for them to talk to. Zack is getting up to that age and I want him to know that if he needs anything or has any questions, that he can come to me. If he can’t for whatever reason, he has Andrew or my brother (if he can ever get a hold of him) to talk to. Both of them know, my mom and I talk constantly and we tell each other everything. I want them both to know that if they need me to keep quiet about something, all they have to do is say so. Breya may need a bit extra to help her understand our relationship and how I’ve made some mistakes but I hope to rectify them and be there for her, not as a parent, but as her sister and her friend.

    The Summer Destination For Good Times

    Posted on: July 11th, 2014 by Randi No Comments

    This is a Sponsored post written by me on behalf of Bahama Breeze for SocialSpark. All opinions are 100% mine.

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    Bahama Breeze is a restaurant with so many Caribbean-inspired foods, delicious tropical fruity drinks, and a wonderful island atmosphere. Bahama Breeze is the summer destination for good times. There is so much going on this summer at Bahama Breeze. They have a new event called Bahama Breeze Summer Beach Bash. So, grab your friends and take a trip to the destination of the the summer. You and your pals can escape all the stress of real life and party with good music and all the fruity drinks you can stand. 

    The Summer Beach Bash starts 6/23 and ends 8/3. You can listen and dance to live music that features the sounds of the Islands and try their brand new signature cocktail, the Bahama Breeze Ultimate Pineapple, a frozen drink served in fresh cut pineapple. On Saturdays during the event, they have a mojito bar where you can choose your favorite fruits and delicious rum, and watch the bartenders work their magic.

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    Go with your friends or take the whole family and have a terrific night with an authentic island feel. Remember, the party is already started and only goes until August 8th. So hurry up before it’s too late! You don’t want to miss out on the event of the summer.

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    Protected: Losing Control

    Posted on: June 9th, 2014 by Randi Enter your password to view comments.
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I’m Randi, short for RandiLynn. I am a 25 year old blogger, web developer, furmama, and gamer from Northeast PA. I live with my husband and 7 animals. I live, eat, and sleep HTML & CSS. I spend my time creating pretty web stuff, blogging, gaming or binge-watching TV shows.

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