What a weekend

It’s not over. This weekend that is. The weekend that has thrown all sorts of curve balls at me starting on Thursday. I’m hesitant to post this because there is one day of the weekend left… my attitude could change. Haha!

My husband got to miss all of the really good stuff because he was on duty. Lucky-ass. So I was tested again and again and had no one to pawn it off on. I’m not quite sure how single parents do it.

I could sit here and tell you all the bullshit that happened. But to be honest it’s just miniscule stuff that all happened at once. Overload on the mild side, in the scheme of things.

As I sit here typing I am thinking of all the positive things that have come along with these trials. Things and moments that are just between my kids and I. Or between my husband and I. The private moments that only we can truly feel.

So here is something that I thought of and decided to put in words. Something to post somewhere I look every day to remind myself.

It’s any easy concept. Just not always easy to do.

I don’t go to a church anymore. But I do try and instill belief and faith in our kids. And one of the main things I reiterate is to just hand it over to God. He’s got it anyways. We just have to religuish what we think is in our control.

No care given

(This quote is fresh and based on what I was typing just now. I’m cracking myself up with these stupid things. So at least one of us thinks it’s funny. Haha!)

 The past few of weeks I’ve managed to piss off a couple of co-workers, the entire DA’s Cold Case Unit, a judge, some random court officers, and countless civilians. And I haven’t looked back with regret or shame. 

I have gotten pretty good at pissing people off just by speaking the truth with zero sugar-coating…or “confection”. Haha! Get it?? (If not, then Google the word!) I still find tact to be important. But  sugar-coating is stupid.

I’ve been around long enough to not give a damn about saying what I think. Some of it is my battle with apathy. Most of it though is age and experience. BUT I must say, I usually only speak out on things I am confident about and I feel are important. 

You probably won’t find me poppin’ off about stuff I don’t know or stuff that doesn’t mean shit in the scheme of things. (That’s my “positive”, Beth. Ha!)

Pet-peeve: A know-it-all you doesn’t have their facts straight. 

I strive NOT to be that person. And I strive to surround myself with co-workers and friends who feel the same as I do.

 Tact and fact only, please.