Lexi got a scooter from my Mom, Grandma Wendy, for Easter. So with the nice weather we had this past weekend, we of course had to go out and test it! She doesn't quite get the concept of pushing off hard enough to actually "ride" it. She just kinda scoots along, up and down the sidewalk. But eventually she will get the full concept. I just hope to eventually get her on the bike Santa got her. It doesn't have training wheels on it, so she is going to learn this summer to ride a two-wheeler. My Dad still has to take her out for her bike helmet, knee pads and elbow pads though. After she gets all her gear, she will be good to go. She will also be able to learn how to do her pogo stick once she gets all of her gear also. That way I won't have to worry about her falling off and cracking her head open!!! Maybe I will just put her in a bubble for the summer, it may be safer!!! That is, of course, when Speedco allows us to get her!!! Which brings me to my next subject!!!
Speedco is going through some "changes" which ultimately leads to Daniel's schedule changing once again. Trust me, we are somewhat happy and somewhat sad about this. The "change" that happened will ease Daniel's work stress, or so I think, a little bit. He won't have to worry too much about someone trying to start problems for no reason. He will be able to do his job the way he wants to, the right way. It just all sucks because he probably, more than likely, will no longer have an alternating schedule, which also means no weekends off. When is he exactly supposed to spend time with his child? I mean, we will still get her, but she comes out to spend time with her Dad too. She's fine with me (according to Daniel she likes me more anyways, SO NOT TRUE!!!), but she also hates when he has to work all weekend. She loves her Dad and loves nothing more than spending as much time with him as she can!!! Even if he is just sitting on the computer!!
*The Mudroom*
We are finally almost done with the mudroom. After almost a year of trying to get the danged thing done, it is almost complete. It is completely dry walled, all minor things done, put primer up, and finally chose the colors. We are going with a darker color carpet for sure, that way it don't show as much dirt. We all know, the Linke family can get pretty dirty!!! So we decided on a lighter color for the walls. We chose tan, which I think the technical term is called "Mousse Mouse" and a green called "Belmont Green." I really think it all goes together. Now just to get the whole room painted!!! We are kinda on hold right now because of funds. But will eventually, within the next week or two *fingers crossed* get it all painted.
Rumor has it, the lady at Genoa Bank really liked me. I pray and hope it's true. All I need to do is wait on an opening and hope they give me a call. This whole not working thing is killing me. I hate not being able to do things, worrying about if Daniel is going to have enough money in the bank to get gas to go to work. Not that we were prosperous when I was working at Gails, but it was a little easier than it is now. I have a doctor appointment down in Fremont this Thursday and before I head to that, I'm going down to see if I can get on Food Stamps once again. I hate having to use that, but you gotta do what you gotta do. Even if they give us a little bit of help like they did last year, I would definitely appreciate it. I of course have to go down and lie like I did last year. It's so stupid how people that are able to work and just flat out don't go out and get jobs can get all the help in the world. But people that work and just fall on hard times every once in a while can't get the help!!! It honestly makes me sick. If I was the one popping out kids every year and a half, I could get all the help in the world!!! Thanks Ohio for rewarding all the stupid people in our state and not the ones that actually try to make something of themselves!!!
Alright, well I think I'm done venting for the time being. Hope everyone has a good rest of the week and weekend!!! Goodnight
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