Some Time To Myself

Just dropped my daughter off at school.  She was very nervous.  I cried as she walked away.  I always cry though on the first day of school.  I guess I just feel nervous for them.  My husband took my son, so now I have the house to myself.  It is so peaceful, I figure I have some time to tell you about me now and why I started this blog.

My husband is an internet guy.  So I know a few things about blogging.  I’ve been intrigued by it for awhile and he has quite a few friends that have blogs and I try to read them as much as possible.  Mostly though, their blogs are about internet geek stuff that surpasses my level of comprehension.  Sometimes I feel like the adult in a Charlie Brown cartoon.  So anyway I figured I’d give it a go at a more personal blog about me and life where I live. 

Basically I am thirty seven.  Yes, that happened quick.  I’ve been married to my husband for 15 years.  We live in a Desperate Housewives type of community.  We drive nice cars and sometimes our friends call us the “Jones’s”.  We spoil our kids at times, but not too much.  Like I said before, they are good kids.  I travel a lot.  Mainly for sports with the kids or business with my husband.  We haven’t had a “real” family vacation in over five years.  Our fifteen year wedding anniversary was spent in some white trash town in a crappy hotel because we were at a tournament with our daughter.  So as you can see, we usually put the kids first.  Just like most parents I suppose.  Like I said, we spoil them.

So, I don’t really have a job.  I work at my husbands company doing the accounting stuff.  I do volunteer work when I can.  My free time is spent at home doing household stuff.  A few times a week I hang out with my best friend from high school.  There are many days that are monotonous and sometimes lonely.  My kids are older and don’t really need me as much anymore.  Unless of course they need a ride somewhere.

So I figure with this blog…it’ll keep me busy.  I figure there are alot of women out there like me.  Although our lives can get stagnet sometimes, at times they can be very interesting and we all share similar experiences.

About me being short.  Yes I am.  I five feet tall to be exact.  The weird thing is I think of myself as being tall and don’t normally focus on my shortness.  Unless I get in the elevator with a really tall man, then sometimes it’s kind of weird.