I start the blogging adventure in class. Not my own class; I am subbing this year. I miss the students and the energy of a school, but I do not miss the prep work that goes with teaching.
Now I sell homes and substitute teach. Hopefully one day I will be able to pay my bills again.

Life is strange.
Things have happened this year that I never thought would happen.
My father got remarried for one. I am in my 40's and it's surprisingly difficult to deal with. I am starting to understand more fully what young children go through when dealing with the blended family.
It SUCKS. No matter how much you like 'the other' family, it's still unbelievably hard to share your parents with other people. New people. People who actually have a vested interest in YOUR family. Get lost!
I've had my dad essentially to my myself for 40+ years. As happy as I am for him, I miss him terribly, and I admit; I'm jealous.
For the siblings on either side, it's not a big adjustment. They have families of their own to lean on, and have long since cut most of the ties that bind you to a parent. I, however, have none of that. I depend on my dad for most of the big decisions in life as well as having someone to tell when exciting things happen. He is my sounding board, my rock... or I should say, was...
Anyway, I am adjusting; without their help I might add - as they don't get it. AT ALL. In fact I think she sees me as the ugly step-daughter and a threat somehow.
My fight-or-flight is encouraging me to take off; to move away.
I'm not sure what to do, but for now I will stay put.

Two: Recently, a guy - man, I guess - asked me out for coffee. My insides tumbled, but I said yes. This never happens and on the rare occasions that it does - I PANIC! I was in a state of distress for the entire week! When he finally called, I missed it for being on the phone, he left a message with his number and in my stumbled mental state, I deleted it. Ooooohhhh noooooo.
so typical me....
It was two weeks before I saw him again. I tried to explain, but I'm afraid that that ship has sailed. He blew me off like stinky gym shoes. sigh. He's a bit older than me, but most everything I know about him, I like. C'est la vie.

Thirdly and sadly my car passed away. At the US border. Borderguards had to push me back into Canada. They stopped me at the booth, I answered the questions and they pushed me through. Funny.
I have driven that car faithfully for 15 years. I don't even know what the cost of a car is anymore! Alot of decisions to make and I'm on my own. I guess this will be a good test.

I'm sure there are more that I have forgotten about and more that are yet to occur.
I'll keep you posted on the Irish fellow, though I can't see anything more coming from that. Pretty sure I screwed that up.
Might be something to stick around this shit hole for. I'm more than tempted to find my SSN and move back to the US.