It was a very emotional, interesting weekend that we just had.

It started off (for me at least) on Friday where I met a good soccer friend for lunch and bread sticks, soup, salad and 2 mojitos later we had a blast (as usual). Then the rest of the day just got crazier with us all running around doing errands, dropping off and picking Caelie up from a friends birthday party, taking Sean’s work truck into the dealer to get fixed and me cleaning up the house for Tristan’s sleep over the following day. Then of course I got all melancholy thinking that was the last Friday I’d have with the family for who knows how long (since my job starts up this week). (And yes, I am having  hard time with this but that’s for another post).

Saturday morning we were all up early for Tristan’s soccer game (which they won 3-0 and Tristan only played goalie for 1/2 of the game and almost scored during the 2nd half). After his game his entire team stayed to have cupcakes and sing Happy Birthday to Tristan. Then it was back home for me to keep on cleaning the house for that night. Except, when I got home, I read something on Facebook which seriously pissed me off. I had been told things like this were happening, but maybe it was because I’m in such a great place in my life that I chose to either ignore it or throw it aside. But to see it for yourself is a different thing. Everyone thinks they know this person but I knew that at some point it would come to this and that I would be made to look like it’s completely all my fault and I’d be dubbed the “bitch” or “shitty” one. But again this is all for another post altogether. Even so, it gave me such a knot in my stomach I wanted to puke. Sean had been out and when he came home he knew immediately something was wrong. And thankfully he talked me down from the dark, dark place I was in. After about an hour of feeling like I either wanted to send a seriously nasty letter, punch a hole in the wall, or make a vile phone call, Tristan’s one friend showed up giving me the sign to drop it and enjoy my sons birthday. And I did just that!

His other friend showed up around 6 with his dad – which could be yet another post altogether as well since his dad is someone we used to be close with until soccer tryouts last June. Even so, we invited him in and he ended up staying until about 1am. It actually turned into a nice night. Tristan and his friends had a blast and stayed up until 5:30/6. And then of course were up around 9:30. I didn’t go to bed until about 3am and then was up all night listening to my inebriated husband snoring so I got next to no sleep that night as well.

Sunday his one friend left about noon while the other one stayed with us and went to Kieran’s soccer game with us as well. We dropped him home around 4 on our way home from the game. Then it was time for me to go out and meet another good friend for dinner (who I haven’t seen since our mommy’s weekend trip last fall). And I so needed it. I knew she’d be able to give me good advice and help me work through what’s been going on (Sean had helped me too but had I listened to him I would have told some people off that Saturday). I got home about 9:30 or so, kissed the kids good night, went to bed and had a pretty decent sleep!

A few weekends ago we cleaned out our garage. It was becoming such a cluttered mess and was driving me crazy! We were even thinking we’d need some bins with industrial handles to lug all of the crap in there around. Not only did I need it cleaned for my sanity, but also for my new job. My new job is one where I’ll be taking sales order over the phone and I need a very quiet environment. Well, we happen to have a 3 year old Labradoodle – and she barks when she hears things. We have her cage set up in the kitchen, but unfortunately, if she barks when I’m working (my office is in the master bedroom – and our house is only 1400 square feet) the person on the phone will hear her. So, for the hours that I will be working she will have to go in the garage. And in order to give her some room in there (and it’s a 2 car garage) we needed to clear it out and give it some organization. So far it’s working. When/if she does bark you cannot hear her in my office.

Ok, so we had a few weeks not too long ago where it was frigid here in Tampa. And by frigid I do mean waking up and there was ice on the ground and the cars and people roofs and the temp was 22 degrees. Then one day at Tristan’s soccer game he was actually playing in sleet! It got THAT cold here. Then it started to warm up again for a little – hitting the 70’s. Our Florida weather seemed to be back. But now it’s gone again. This weekend we froze at the soccer fields. 50 degrees and windy – I needed ear muffs!  I can just imagine everyone who lives up north right now saying “You think that’s cold? Well……” For someone that has now lived in Florida for 5 years and my blood has definitely thinned – yes – that’s cold! We might as well look into some of those Branson vacation packages or a ski trip if the weather is going to stay like this. I heard it’s going to be in the 50’s/60’s all this week. Fine by me since I start my new job today and won’t be up at the soccer fields at night for the next 5 weeks while I’m training. I just miss my warm Florida weather!