I got the urge to call my mom on my way to pick up Hubby from his tutoring. When I finally got there, I called and asked if anything new had happened. She informed me that a few minutes before, Cin had called and talked to Kris! My sister is SAFE! ....For now. I fully intend to beat her bloody when I get the chance. Kris is currently on her way to go get Cin, and I will hopefully have a nice long talk with her today or tomorrow.
I am so very relieved she's alright. And thank you all for your support, I really really appreciate it. At least, I assume she's alright since she was able to yell at Kris on the phone.
I spoke with Kris about an hour ago. She called the police to meet her where she was picking Cin up, so she didn't get that many details from her, but here's what she did get: A guy DID try to kill Cin. All Cin knows is that there was a lot of pain on her neck, and then she couldn't see, and she couldn't move, but she could hear things going on around her. They dumped her in the woods, and she woke up two days ago and just got out of the woods today.
Kris didn't see any marks on Cin's neck. Honestly, I want a damn lie detector test because it sounds crazy. But on the other hand, she was certainly covered in dirt and looked jaded as fuck in her inmate photo. Do you realize she now has 5 mugshots in the record? And there's a steady progression from 'youthful misdemeanor' to 'fuck you and you and you. you don't know shit bout me. you don't know my life' ....honestly, I find it somewhat amusing and heartbreaking at the same time.
I don't know what to do about her. On the one hand, I want to hurt her as much as she hurt me when I thought she'd died. On the other hand, I want to hug her and cry and beg her to never do something like that again.
Hubby really dislikes her, and he wants us to lay down the law about how she can't tell Mia things (especially anything personal like what she's just gone through). I.... feel like that could further fracture her, if we approach it the way he wants to.
I don't know if I posted this, but MJ asked me if her mom was a good person, before they had the talk where Cin told MJ she was going to jail. I told her that deep down, I KNOW she's a good person, but over time, she's built up this crust of bad, and that's why I always have to be so careful with her mom. Well after this experience, I feel that her 'crust of bad' is turning as hard as obsidian and will utterly bury or decimate the goodness left in her. I'm worried about her, but I'm equally worried the effect she's going to have on MJ.
Today MJ was upset that Hubby didn't turn back to help her when she dropped her clothes (he didn't know she'd dropped them) and said she expected better from her father.....figure. There was a slight pause between father and figure that made me smile. He explained he didn't know, and he was worried that she felt he didn't love her and asked me to check in on the situation. When I did, MJ was very serious about 'I understand now. I didn't at the time, but I know he would have helped if he'd known.'
I think I'm just gonna add music now. Teehee.
MJ shocked me when she explained to me that this song was about a stripper:
Surprisingly, this kinda reflects my feelings for my sister(minus the romantic connotations of course. ewww):
This video is CRAZY. I wasn't gonna share it because I wasn't interested in the song itself, but it's too weird not to. Also, I totally thought they were nude at first. Thank goodness that's not true.
Sunday, March 29, 2015
Thursday, March 26, 2015
This month sucks balls. Hard.
So everyone knows by now that my grandma passed on early in March. Then, I was unable to get a full week off during my birthday (it'll be this monday) because we're understaffed.
This however, this tops the cake. I just got off the phone with my family. My sister has been missing since Monday. Kris saw her Sunday when she came in to Kris's job asking for some food (which of course Kris bought her). Then she left with some unknown guy, and the next day or Tuesday (no one's very clear) texts were sent out from her phone from someone saying 'I killed the bitch. You may find her body someday, but you ain't never gonna find me. Bitch never knew how to keep her mouth shut.' Or something to that effect. The police are searching for her right now, and they've added another detective to the case. Her facebook was taken down by somebody. No idea who. I wasn't told until just now that my sister, the mother of my child, is missing. And likely dead, if that message is true.
There's really two options here: Either it's true, and I just lost my sister. MJ just lost her mom. And we don't even know who or why they did it.
Or.
Cin typed that out herself for some reason. Possible reasons for this could be: trying to throw off the law (she's wanted in two counties right now), or trying to see if we care. Either way, if she's faking it, I will personally beat her bloody, and then cry myself to sleep in relief. I'm so scared, I have no idea what to tell MJ (not that I'm telling her shit before we have more information than some fucked up texts from some nobody), and I am SO CONFLICTED.
On the one hand, I hope to god (who I don't even believe in, I'm so stressed) she IS faking it. Because at least I have my sister still in this world, and MJ won't lose her mind. And yeah, there's lots of possible reasons she may have thought this was a good idea for her to try.
But on the other hand, she's been in some deep ass shit for a while now, crazy on drugs, and she really hasn't ever been able to keep her mouth shut. If anything would drive someone to killing her, that would totally be the number one reason. And I just can't imagine my sister gone.
A large part of me doesn't believe this, for a very simple yet fucked up reason: I dreamt about this on Tuesday. I woke up pissed as hell (as hubby can attest) and essentially went the whole day feeling angry. Of course I dismissed that dream, and if it really happened (and what happened in it was very.... anger inducing. Highlights: Car, violence, little house/shack in some woods, really gross floor and two guys) I may not fully recover.
A very small, detestable part of me wonders if we'd be able to adopt MJ if it were true. If that might help, or if that might make it worse for her.
A medium part of me wants to become hysterical and run off to NC to look for her, never mind that I haven't any idea where she might be, or who she might be in contact with.
No one knows what's going on. We're all freaking out, and yet we're all also unsure if this is a valid threat. I'm so worried my heartburn started up again, even after taking my medicine.
....this is mostly so all of you know what's going on, but if any of you happen to want to keep an eye out for her, please let me know and I'll send you a pic. Thanks,
This however, this tops the cake. I just got off the phone with my family. My sister has been missing since Monday. Kris saw her Sunday when she came in to Kris's job asking for some food (which of course Kris bought her). Then she left with some unknown guy, and the next day or Tuesday (no one's very clear) texts were sent out from her phone from someone saying 'I killed the bitch. You may find her body someday, but you ain't never gonna find me. Bitch never knew how to keep her mouth shut.' Or something to that effect. The police are searching for her right now, and they've added another detective to the case. Her facebook was taken down by somebody. No idea who. I wasn't told until just now that my sister, the mother of my child, is missing. And likely dead, if that message is true.
There's really two options here: Either it's true, and I just lost my sister. MJ just lost her mom. And we don't even know who or why they did it.
Or.
Cin typed that out herself for some reason. Possible reasons for this could be: trying to throw off the law (she's wanted in two counties right now), or trying to see if we care. Either way, if she's faking it, I will personally beat her bloody, and then cry myself to sleep in relief. I'm so scared, I have no idea what to tell MJ (not that I'm telling her shit before we have more information than some fucked up texts from some nobody), and I am SO CONFLICTED.
On the one hand, I hope to god (who I don't even believe in, I'm so stressed) she IS faking it. Because at least I have my sister still in this world, and MJ won't lose her mind. And yeah, there's lots of possible reasons she may have thought this was a good idea for her to try.
But on the other hand, she's been in some deep ass shit for a while now, crazy on drugs, and she really hasn't ever been able to keep her mouth shut. If anything would drive someone to killing her, that would totally be the number one reason. And I just can't imagine my sister gone.
A large part of me doesn't believe this, for a very simple yet fucked up reason: I dreamt about this on Tuesday. I woke up pissed as hell (as hubby can attest) and essentially went the whole day feeling angry. Of course I dismissed that dream, and if it really happened (and what happened in it was very.... anger inducing. Highlights: Car, violence, little house/shack in some woods, really gross floor and two guys) I may not fully recover.
A very small, detestable part of me wonders if we'd be able to adopt MJ if it were true. If that might help, or if that might make it worse for her.
A medium part of me wants to become hysterical and run off to NC to look for her, never mind that I haven't any idea where she might be, or who she might be in contact with.
No one knows what's going on. We're all freaking out, and yet we're all also unsure if this is a valid threat. I'm so worried my heartburn started up again, even after taking my medicine.
....this is mostly so all of you know what's going on, but if any of you happen to want to keep an eye out for her, please let me know and I'll send you a pic. Thanks,
Friday, March 20, 2015
Anyone know what a domain name is?
I just got the option to make a domain name for my blog, but I thought it already had one.... Oh well.
So first off: Sorry for leaving the brunt of the blogging to Hubbykins. In my defense, I love reading/hearing his opinion on everything that happens, and a really effective way to get to hear that is if I ask him to be the one to blog about significant life events. Another reason is that I'm simply lazy, especially when I remember that it takes me a good 30-60 minutes to blog because I always include far more detail than anyone ever asked for.
I like this song, it makes me wanna dance with Hubby:
Now, second on the life events scale: Yes, my grandmother died two weeks ago, and we managed to make it to her funeral. It left all of us tired and possibly sick. Hubby and MJ especially have this rather terrible sounding cough, and I wish we could get them in to the doctor. I was going to take MJ today, but when I woke up, it was like I'd never slept, and I just couldn't get up. Turns out MJ felt the same way. It's 5 o clock and she's STILL laying in bed. I'm not complaining, I just hope she'll be able to sleep tonight. I may give her nyquil, cause I know she wakes up every time she coughs like that.
Yesterday we had two major events. The first event, was that I went to an interview, did a test run of massage, and 'failed the audition' as it were. I wasn't customer-ready, so they weren't prepared to hire me at this time. They did admit I have amazing technique, but my table massage is clumsy and needs some practice. I apparently give amazing pressure, so I can rest easy on that score at least. When listening to the voicemail (we were in a movie), MJ and Hubby wouldnt let me walk away to listen and they werent able to keep quiet enough for me to hear it, so I got really angry because I had to listen to my inadequacy twice. It wasn't quite fair of me to expect them to read my mind, and I didn't give them warning that I needed quiet, so it's my own fault.
My feelings on this: I feel mortified that I was found lacking, but very relieved that I wouldn't be working 3 extra days a week, as they wanted me to for a piddling 20 dollars an hour. Isn't it funny how 20 an hour to me is almost insulting, while to most people that would be an awesome amount? The fact of it is that I should be able to make 60 dollars an hour easily, if I just groomed my own clientele. But I'm terminally shy and unwilling to do that if I'm going to move (which we've been pretty adamant to do eventually), so I accept the far lower pay of 20-40 dollars an hour.
I like the dance moves. They're so funny and yet suitable for Lady Gaga:
The other major event we had yesterday was: FAMILY DAY!!! We haven't had one in a while, and since Hubby had the day off, and I had the day off, and MJ is on spring break, we (meaning me) decided to. We dropped the car off to get the oil changed and tires rotated (It cost nearly $100!! Is that expensive to anyone else???) and went to eat breakfast at the best pancake place in town. I like their oatmeal because it comes with brown sugar and raisins, and MJ liked their breakfast tacos, especially when she was able to substitute the egg with sausage (cause she's allergic to egg).
After that we walked to Half Price Books where we set MJ up with her work. I bought an interesting review book for what every 5th grader is expected to learn (and the 6th grade one for next year/summer) in Math, Language Arts and Reading. And her composition book in addition to that (we've decreased it to one full page a day instead of two). She does two pages of math (and complains non-stop too), and four pages of the L.A. and Reading (each). We figure this is a great way to cement the lessons she learns at school in her mind so she's ready and able to get better grades. She doesn't seem to be naturally book-smart, so we'll just have to help her put in the effort instead. She's been doing pretty well. While Hubby helped her with the math portion (it took her two hours because she didn't wanna do it and didn't put in a lot of effort), I read a book. Then I graded her LA and Reading when she finished those. She doesn't just have to do them, she has to get 70% or higher on each page in order to 'pass' it.
They called to let us know our car was done, so we walked back, and then stopped by the house to get the address of the spa I was interviewing at (meant to do it earlier but forgot). Then on the way, they called to ask if we could delay it til 2 instead of 1 30. I agreed, and we went to the library right next door to it to kill time. We tried to find The Magicians that was recommended, but they didn't have it. I've placed some holds for a large-print copy for me later, so maybe I'll read it next week or something.
It got close to 2, so I cut my nails, filed them, and walked over.
I asked to use the restroom to wash my hands, and she showed me the way, then gave me a tour and we talked about what the expectations for working there would be like. They have a LOT of interesting options, and I'm tempted to try them myself, especially the couples massage. Then she explained I would be working on a LMT employee for about 30 minutes, and when she got free, we got started.
The massage went well, I'm pretty satisfied with how much I was able to do that limited time, and I think I hit most major points that a therapist would need worked on. We talked a bit while I worked about the spa and expectations and realities of working for them. I do admit I felt a little out of practice and wished I'd taken Hubby up on his offer to let me work on him the night before. I just didn't imagine I was so out of practice.
When I finished the lady had me try on a shirt to see if it would 'work ready' for tomorrow, and it fit alright. I was excited to hear they had a therapist my size, because I feel that LMTs my size are rather rare, and so I feel at a disadvantage being so large. It was good to hear that they didn't discriminate against size, so I left in a good mood, though I was shaking I was so hungry.
So I found the family, demanded sustenance, and we went to a Burger Cafe we'd been eyeing but never had a reason to be near when dinner time cropped up. It was pretty good, but oily and a little disappointing. The menu was also hard to interpret and difficult to find something that appealed to all of us.
From there we went (early) to the movie Strange Magic. I swear, there was definitely more singing than speaking in that whole movie. It was HILARIOUS but weird. I liked all the new adaptations to current (and old school) music, but I'm getting a little tired of the villian and hero switching. As MJ said, you could see everything coming a mile away. I wish they'd had different voice actors for Bog and Ronald though. The voices just weren't sexy enough to appeal, and their singing was sometimes atrocious.
I checked my voicemail after the movie, got pissed off, and made Hubby mad because I was mad and snapped at him. On our way home, I apologized, and we decided to go to the arcade before we headed home. The first game we played was DDR (MJ and I) and I roundly beat her. I actually got a better score than I've had in years, and though my leg was trembling after, I was really happy. Then we (MJ and I) played Guitar Hero, where *I* was soundly beaten (had no idea what I was doing wrong, but it might have had something to do with it being on 'lefty' mode for me). Then we went to play upstairs but we should have gone to Air Hockey. Thinking back, it was really MJ and I dragging Hubby around doing what we wanted. We didn't even get to play Air Hockey, which is what Hubby always looks forward to when we go because when we went back to play it, there was a huge crowd and we couldn't even really get close. Well, anyway, MJ and I had fun, though MJ was ready to cry when I said we were out of tokens and had to leave. She was very dissatisfied with the number of tokens we'd collected (104) and at first didn't want any prizes, but I managed to cajole her into wanting a few things (like a duck caller and a fan with a moustache and some candy).
Then we went home, and I think we all ate our own things before going to bed.
I think that's it, and once again I've written a ridiculous amount. Sorry about that....
These are still some of my favorite songs:
So first off: Sorry for leaving the brunt of the blogging to Hubbykins. In my defense, I love reading/hearing his opinion on everything that happens, and a really effective way to get to hear that is if I ask him to be the one to blog about significant life events. Another reason is that I'm simply lazy, especially when I remember that it takes me a good 30-60 minutes to blog because I always include far more detail than anyone ever asked for.
I like this song, it makes me wanna dance with Hubby:
Now, second on the life events scale: Yes, my grandmother died two weeks ago, and we managed to make it to her funeral. It left all of us tired and possibly sick. Hubby and MJ especially have this rather terrible sounding cough, and I wish we could get them in to the doctor. I was going to take MJ today, but when I woke up, it was like I'd never slept, and I just couldn't get up. Turns out MJ felt the same way. It's 5 o clock and she's STILL laying in bed. I'm not complaining, I just hope she'll be able to sleep tonight. I may give her nyquil, cause I know she wakes up every time she coughs like that.
Yesterday we had two major events. The first event, was that I went to an interview, did a test run of massage, and 'failed the audition' as it were. I wasn't customer-ready, so they weren't prepared to hire me at this time. They did admit I have amazing technique, but my table massage is clumsy and needs some practice. I apparently give amazing pressure, so I can rest easy on that score at least. When listening to the voicemail (we were in a movie), MJ and Hubby wouldnt let me walk away to listen and they werent able to keep quiet enough for me to hear it, so I got really angry because I had to listen to my inadequacy twice. It wasn't quite fair of me to expect them to read my mind, and I didn't give them warning that I needed quiet, so it's my own fault.
My feelings on this: I feel mortified that I was found lacking, but very relieved that I wouldn't be working 3 extra days a week, as they wanted me to for a piddling 20 dollars an hour. Isn't it funny how 20 an hour to me is almost insulting, while to most people that would be an awesome amount? The fact of it is that I should be able to make 60 dollars an hour easily, if I just groomed my own clientele. But I'm terminally shy and unwilling to do that if I'm going to move (which we've been pretty adamant to do eventually), so I accept the far lower pay of 20-40 dollars an hour.
I like the dance moves. They're so funny and yet suitable for Lady Gaga:
The other major event we had yesterday was: FAMILY DAY!!! We haven't had one in a while, and since Hubby had the day off, and I had the day off, and MJ is on spring break, we (meaning me) decided to. We dropped the car off to get the oil changed and tires rotated (It cost nearly $100!! Is that expensive to anyone else???) and went to eat breakfast at the best pancake place in town. I like their oatmeal because it comes with brown sugar and raisins, and MJ liked their breakfast tacos, especially when she was able to substitute the egg with sausage (cause she's allergic to egg).
After that we walked to Half Price Books where we set MJ up with her work. I bought an interesting review book for what every 5th grader is expected to learn (and the 6th grade one for next year/summer) in Math, Language Arts and Reading. And her composition book in addition to that (we've decreased it to one full page a day instead of two). She does two pages of math (and complains non-stop too), and four pages of the L.A. and Reading (each). We figure this is a great way to cement the lessons she learns at school in her mind so she's ready and able to get better grades. She doesn't seem to be naturally book-smart, so we'll just have to help her put in the effort instead. She's been doing pretty well. While Hubby helped her with the math portion (it took her two hours because she didn't wanna do it and didn't put in a lot of effort), I read a book. Then I graded her LA and Reading when she finished those. She doesn't just have to do them, she has to get 70% or higher on each page in order to 'pass' it.
They called to let us know our car was done, so we walked back, and then stopped by the house to get the address of the spa I was interviewing at (meant to do it earlier but forgot). Then on the way, they called to ask if we could delay it til 2 instead of 1 30. I agreed, and we went to the library right next door to it to kill time. We tried to find The Magicians that was recommended, but they didn't have it. I've placed some holds for a large-print copy for me later, so maybe I'll read it next week or something.
It got close to 2, so I cut my nails, filed them, and walked over.
I asked to use the restroom to wash my hands, and she showed me the way, then gave me a tour and we talked about what the expectations for working there would be like. They have a LOT of interesting options, and I'm tempted to try them myself, especially the couples massage. Then she explained I would be working on a LMT employee for about 30 minutes, and when she got free, we got started.
The massage went well, I'm pretty satisfied with how much I was able to do that limited time, and I think I hit most major points that a therapist would need worked on. We talked a bit while I worked about the spa and expectations and realities of working for them. I do admit I felt a little out of practice and wished I'd taken Hubby up on his offer to let me work on him the night before. I just didn't imagine I was so out of practice.
When I finished the lady had me try on a shirt to see if it would 'work ready' for tomorrow, and it fit alright. I was excited to hear they had a therapist my size, because I feel that LMTs my size are rather rare, and so I feel at a disadvantage being so large. It was good to hear that they didn't discriminate against size, so I left in a good mood, though I was shaking I was so hungry.
So I found the family, demanded sustenance, and we went to a Burger Cafe we'd been eyeing but never had a reason to be near when dinner time cropped up. It was pretty good, but oily and a little disappointing. The menu was also hard to interpret and difficult to find something that appealed to all of us.
From there we went (early) to the movie Strange Magic. I swear, there was definitely more singing than speaking in that whole movie. It was HILARIOUS but weird. I liked all the new adaptations to current (and old school) music, but I'm getting a little tired of the villian and hero switching. As MJ said, you could see everything coming a mile away. I wish they'd had different voice actors for Bog and Ronald though. The voices just weren't sexy enough to appeal, and their singing was sometimes atrocious.
I checked my voicemail after the movie, got pissed off, and made Hubby mad because I was mad and snapped at him. On our way home, I apologized, and we decided to go to the arcade before we headed home. The first game we played was DDR (MJ and I) and I roundly beat her. I actually got a better score than I've had in years, and though my leg was trembling after, I was really happy. Then we (MJ and I) played Guitar Hero, where *I* was soundly beaten (had no idea what I was doing wrong, but it might have had something to do with it being on 'lefty' mode for me). Then we went to play upstairs but we should have gone to Air Hockey. Thinking back, it was really MJ and I dragging Hubby around doing what we wanted. We didn't even get to play Air Hockey, which is what Hubby always looks forward to when we go because when we went back to play it, there was a huge crowd and we couldn't even really get close. Well, anyway, MJ and I had fun, though MJ was ready to cry when I said we were out of tokens and had to leave. She was very dissatisfied with the number of tokens we'd collected (104) and at first didn't want any prizes, but I managed to cajole her into wanting a few things (like a duck caller and a fan with a moustache and some candy).
Then we went home, and I think we all ate our own things before going to bed.
I think that's it, and once again I've written a ridiculous amount. Sorry about that....
These are still some of my favorite songs:
Wednesday, March 4, 2015
Arkansas, arkansas, I just love old arkansas
I've been thinking I should blog for the last week or so, and have finally gotten around to it! There's been several topics I've been thinking of writing about, but ultimately, it's just what's currently on my mind, so maybe I'll get back to the other ones.
Every time I hear 'Arkansas' I think of that play (I think it's Tom Sawyer) where a boy goes skipping around singing the title of this post. So, the deal with Arkansas is that I had a client today that's moving there, and the price for buying a house was pretty cheap, and it was the 5th state with lowest cost of living, and in 2014 it was found to be the most affordable state to live in.
Frankly, we need affordable right now.
I was told it has four distinct seasons, and the highest recorded temperature ever is only 115 degrees F. You may be like 'WTF?! THATS HOT' but EVERY year here in Austin, it's reached above 100 degrees, if not 110. The highest average I found for AR is only 93 degrees in comparison. That's manageable, after this hell-hole. I don't think I can take another Austin summer, to be honest.
It also is supposed to snow occasionally, but looking at their temps, it doesn't actually look like it does that much. It says it's infrequent, but does occasionally happen in the northern part. I'd like to move to the North Eastern area, but haven't had much luck finding places that are flush with massage therapist jobs. On the one hand, that means I could be able to strike gold in an area with little competition, but on the other hand, I would have to start out without any help, and I don't feel prepared to do that.
The minus side is that they require 25 hours of CE for LMTS. Tennessee by comparison only requires 18 (And TX requires a mere 12). A certain friend of ours also recommends TN over AR, but also recommends NC over both by a long shot.
Frankly, I don't want to return to NC until my sister either straightens up, or gets hit with the consequences and is out of our hair. She is being demanding, obstinate, and is quite happy to call me a control freak. She feels it's her place to take over being a mom again, and completely dismisses any work we put into raising MJ, while at the same time giving lip service to us about doing her such a favor. I don't want to deal with her, because I feel it could harm our sister-relationship permanently. I don't want to lose my sister, especially if I'm gonna have to deal with her every month for the next 7 years. And I will, unless we reopen the court case. *sigh*
The main frustration I'm running into right now is that most of the job openings that are online do not offer a price, and merely says they'll discuss it at the interview, if its mentioned at all.
Another reason we're leaning towards TN over Arkansas (Even though for some insane reason I'm wanting AR a lot) is that they actually have branches of Hubby's job that he could possibly transfer to.
We found a super cute house I would love to rent, with an affordable price and all the bedrooms we'd need for the next few years. It even has a dryer and washer and room for me to give massage from home.
I keep getting side-tracked looking at these places. Anyway, Hubby also wants to move, preferably near to the East Coast. He doesn't want AR because he's never seen a job posting for his field in AR, and I can't really argue with that. I think that means we're going to be making the effort to move this summer before we begin to hate everything about our current home.
Hm. Looking at Memphis, it's the largest city in Tennessee with it's population, but it's only 1/3 the population as Austin, which I could actually cry in relief over. Austin is just too big and crowded for me to be happy here much longer (if you could call what we've been up to now as happy).
Ugh, anyway, we're heading to bed (we've been staying up much too late much too often). Here's some music I find interesting/disturbing:
I couldn't stop watching this video. It's hilarious (and sexist):
As for this one, I liked it until the radio said it was from 50 Shades. I haven't read or watched it, but if its anything like some of the author's unpublished works (I've had the misfortune to read) then I'll pass. Her other works are pretty much: Excessive controlling behavior, no signs of the female actually having any say in anything, and not nearly enough joint decisions to feel like a love story, more like a rape story where the victim learns to like it.
Every time I hear 'Arkansas' I think of that play (I think it's Tom Sawyer) where a boy goes skipping around singing the title of this post. So, the deal with Arkansas is that I had a client today that's moving there, and the price for buying a house was pretty cheap, and it was the 5th state with lowest cost of living, and in 2014 it was found to be the most affordable state to live in.
Frankly, we need affordable right now.
I was told it has four distinct seasons, and the highest recorded temperature ever is only 115 degrees F. You may be like 'WTF?! THATS HOT' but EVERY year here in Austin, it's reached above 100 degrees, if not 110. The highest average I found for AR is only 93 degrees in comparison. That's manageable, after this hell-hole. I don't think I can take another Austin summer, to be honest.
It also is supposed to snow occasionally, but looking at their temps, it doesn't actually look like it does that much. It says it's infrequent, but does occasionally happen in the northern part. I'd like to move to the North Eastern area, but haven't had much luck finding places that are flush with massage therapist jobs. On the one hand, that means I could be able to strike gold in an area with little competition, but on the other hand, I would have to start out without any help, and I don't feel prepared to do that.
The minus side is that they require 25 hours of CE for LMTS. Tennessee by comparison only requires 18 (And TX requires a mere 12). A certain friend of ours also recommends TN over AR, but also recommends NC over both by a long shot.
Frankly, I don't want to return to NC until my sister either straightens up, or gets hit with the consequences and is out of our hair. She is being demanding, obstinate, and is quite happy to call me a control freak. She feels it's her place to take over being a mom again, and completely dismisses any work we put into raising MJ, while at the same time giving lip service to us about doing her such a favor. I don't want to deal with her, because I feel it could harm our sister-relationship permanently. I don't want to lose my sister, especially if I'm gonna have to deal with her every month for the next 7 years. And I will, unless we reopen the court case. *sigh*
The main frustration I'm running into right now is that most of the job openings that are online do not offer a price, and merely says they'll discuss it at the interview, if its mentioned at all.
Another reason we're leaning towards TN over Arkansas (Even though for some insane reason I'm wanting AR a lot) is that they actually have branches of Hubby's job that he could possibly transfer to.
We found a super cute house I would love to rent, with an affordable price and all the bedrooms we'd need for the next few years. It even has a dryer and washer and room for me to give massage from home.
I keep getting side-tracked looking at these places. Anyway, Hubby also wants to move, preferably near to the East Coast. He doesn't want AR because he's never seen a job posting for his field in AR, and I can't really argue with that. I think that means we're going to be making the effort to move this summer before we begin to hate everything about our current home.
Hm. Looking at Memphis, it's the largest city in Tennessee with it's population, but it's only 1/3 the population as Austin, which I could actually cry in relief over. Austin is just too big and crowded for me to be happy here much longer (if you could call what we've been up to now as happy).
Ugh, anyway, we're heading to bed (we've been staying up much too late much too often). Here's some music I find interesting/disturbing:
I couldn't stop watching this video. It's hilarious (and sexist):
As for this one, I liked it until the radio said it was from 50 Shades. I haven't read or watched it, but if its anything like some of the author's unpublished works (I've had the misfortune to read) then I'll pass. Her other works are pretty much: Excessive controlling behavior, no signs of the female actually having any say in anything, and not nearly enough joint decisions to feel like a love story, more like a rape story where the victim learns to like it.
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