Birthdays and Holidays

You know growing up I have always looked forward to my birthday. Every year I would get the family party and the friend party, and normally the celebration would last a good week. I have really noticed in the past 3 years since my 21st my birthday just hasn't been the same. HAHAHA I know I am older and I should kinda get over the fact that my birthday is just another day for other people, but I LOVE my birthday HAHA It just isn't the same no more big parties. Now it is low key dinners and maybe a good dance night at a club with friends. So funny how birthdays kinda drop off the map once your 21st passes. :)

On the note of Holidays.... they don't seem to have the magic. I don't wait all year for Christmas, I don't get all dressed up for Halloween, and the Easter basket by the door on Easter morning doesn't really wow me LOL Yes, my mom still puts an easter basket out for me, and yes, I still get gifts from "santa"! My mom is a great lady who loves to keep the spirit alive....

Does anyone else feel this way or am I just being silly? Just wondering.... Does the feeling come back once you have your own kids?

Feeling Better

Thank you all who posted your well wishes and thoughtful comments on my last blog. As of right now I am doing MUCH better. Although my boyfriend still hasn't found work, he is actively looking, and that is all I can expect right now.

As for me, I am looking into better paying jobs for my post-graduation life. Hopefully I can get into substitute teaching with the Gilroy and Morgan Hill Unified School Districts so I am able to work more often. So with all that said I am in much better spirits because I have come to the realization that we will get through this. We are both happy, healthy and young enough to start over :)

having the rug pulled out from under me

Well, today I am just going to vent. Sorry, but I have to. I don't normally put my entire life out on a blog but today I feel like I have to get my thoughts on paper... or in a blog. Today I found out that my boyfriend of five years with whom I live with has resigned from his job. Normally, this would be OK or tolerable, but not this one.

For the past 3 years my boyfriend has been wanting to become a police officer. Last May he got the unique opportunity to get hired on as a full time police officer and he was also going to be put through the police academy and get paid for it..... this is the sweetest deal. In November 2008 he graduated the academy with flying colors. Everyone in his department LOVED him. Fast forward to today and he has just informed me that he resigned from his job because he isn't happy being a police officer anymore.

Here we go, all the preparation, determination, blood, sweat and tears that went into this very intense past year is GONE. His job allowed us the luxury to move in together, him to buy a car and really start to believe that a future together is finally tangible. I had plans, he had plans, we had financial security.

Now, I have no idea what is going to happen. Nothing to fall back on. I work and go to school, I am holding up my end of the bargain. No I am scared because my financial security has flown out the window, and suddenly that future together that was so tangible is now more distant than it has ever been.

Interesting how life can change with just 6 words, "I just resigned from my job"