Jul 242009

As most of you know, JMar and I have decided not to have any babies. For the time being. Yes, that’s right, there’s a chink in our armour. As much as we are 100% positive that we want no babies at all whatsoever at this moment in time – or 9 months from now ;) – we have started discussing the possibility of not always feeling this way. Particularly since, having spent time with babies belonging to people we know and love – Boo-boo, The Wellmans, The Dupuis, my co-worker Lucy (not her real name) – we have witnessed that babies raised by people in long-term committed relationships, by people who have “real” jobs and are not relying on their after school Burger King gig as a sole means of income, by people who are all done growing up (some are even in their 30’s) when the babies come along are so much more pleasant to be around than those whose parents are not all those things listed above. It occurred to us that we are in a long-term committed relationship, we have “real” jobs, and we are (mostly) done growing up… so perhaps our babies would be pleasant to be around, too. – Let me interrupt myself to point out that babies cry as their main means of communication, so we are not referring to crying when we discuss how pleasant or unpleasant a baby is… also, we can forgive pretty much anything in an infant, but by 18 months a baby can behave most of the time, or not. The babies we are inspired by behave most of the time, and are occasionally too tired or hungry to behave, but within reason are generally a pleasure to have around. Again, “behave” is a relative term, let’s just say that some children we have met are “spoiled brats” but we noticed that the children we are meeting lately are not. Anyways, back to what I was saying – The point is, in a few years, when we have paid off all our debts, and bought a house, we might actually decide to try to make a baby of our own. And before anyone advises us that we shouldn’t wait because we aren’t getting any younger, let me remind you that we are 100% certain that we do not want a baby now – or 9 months from now.

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In the two + years since JMar and I got together, he has fluctuated from totally miserable to tolerably unhappy at work. Periodically, he would decide he couldn’t take it anymore and would look for job postings online and in the newspaper. A few times, he even sent out his resume to prospective employers. Just a few weeks ago, he went through one of these phases, and he got an interview. He dressed up in his suit and tie – and even bought new shoes – and went to Ottawa and had a really good interview; but they wanted someone bilingual, so they hired another applicant.

The place he interviewed with was a company that sells auto parts, and he happens to be a customer of theirs in his current position. Last week, he called to place an order, and the service rep he was speaking to told him that the manager wanted JMar to call him. During his lunch break, JMar called the manager in Winnipeg and was offered the job after all. The other applicant apparently had a nervous breakdown – or something – when he was about to board a flight to Winnipeg for his training, and they had not been able to track him down since. JMar handed in his letter of resignation the very next afternoon, his last day at the Car Dealership will be on July 31, and he starts with the Auto Parts place on August 4. He’s going to be a regional sales rep, and drive from place to place all over Eastern Ontario (from Toronto to the Quebec border) doing whatever it is that a sales rep does – presumably calling on existing and potential customers to encourage/convince them to buy from Auto Parts (not the real name of the company). We’re not sure if JMar will have to fly to Winnipeg for any part of his training, but if he does, he won’t freak out and not return their calls. He’s really excited about this.

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I’m not sure if I ever posted about my new job. I’m with the same company, and I’m doing the same thing, I’m just covering a different area. I used to coordinate home support for Glengarry County, and I was handling about 600-800 hours per week. Now, I coordinate home support for the city of Cornwall, and I handle about 1500 hours per week. It’s a lot more work, and I love it. I also work different hours now, although it has nothing to do with the area I cover, the person who used to cover Cornwall also used to cover the 7 AM – 3 PM shift at our office. When she announced she was moving to Florida – lucky duck – I put my name in for both her area of coverage and her hours. The rest of the office works from 8:30 AM – 4:30 PM, and we have after hours coverage from 4:30 – 9:00 PM in office, and from 9:00 PM – 7:00 AM on-call. When I get into the office at 7:00 AM, I take over for the on-call person. Depending on the day, it can be very busy (and stressful), or not at all busy; the upshot is that I get home by 3:30 PM (most days); which I REALLY love.

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