Last night I was quietly working on putting shift days into my 2015 Plum Paper Planner when I made a comment to my husband saying “I secretly love that our jobs require us to work holidays.” (He is a firefighter/EMT, and I recently accepted a job as a dispatcher.) This year he happens to be working both Christmas day and New Year’s Eve. I’m not sure what I’m working yet because my schedule isn’t set like his is. Anyway the point was that I made this comment and he then turns to me and says “You know I’ve been wondering about that lately. Do you miss that?”
I asked him, “Miss what?”
He replies with “You know, the holidays. Events. That kind of stuff.”
I reply- “Hell no! This… *motions to us sitting in bed together while he’s playing video games on his laptop, while I washi my planner and color code* All of this is what I love. Do you know how draining it is going to holiday events and maintaining small talk with random people? Or having to put on uncomfortable clothing for someone else’s benefit? Nope. I like this *our life, our schedules* just the way it is. Why do you ask?”
He says- “I was just thinking about it the other day and didn’t know if you felt like we were missing out on anything with friends and family.”
Sometimes I think he forgets that I grew up in a LEO family (dad was a cop) and that I’m used to not putting stock into celebrating on ACTUAL holidays. Our family tradition was to open gifts on Christmas Eve because my dad worked the day shift on Christmas. Same applied to Thanksgiving. I just don’t care about that kind of stuff. It’s not high on my priority list. PLUS we tend to be the ones volunteering to work holidays because it means overtime pay. Seriously. We are usually the ones who will take a shift for someone because they want it off for their kids or whatever. Hells yes. Give us all the overtime. I also have a feeling whenever we decide to have our own kids that we’ll probably go on vacation during major holidays. Why not?
The point of this post was that no I don’t “miss” crap like that. It’s not my thing. I love our life the way it is. As crazy and unconventional as it may be. It’s ours.
The summer started & ended on all kinds of crazy. Well depending on your definition of crazy. In May I finally got Nationally Registered for my EMT certification and promptly applied to Schlitterbahn (Hottest Coolest Time in Texas!! Don’t lie you sang the tune when you read that.) to be First Aid in the park. It helps when your husband is on his fourth season there & can at least get you an interview. I got hired on the first week of June & started working that weekend. My main goal was to get my feet wet in the field until I could land a more permanent position somewhere in the EMS industry. Also because it’d be nice to get some extra cash to pay off some debt since student loans went into repayment during the summer as well. Yaaaaaay. *sarcasm*
I was still working my full time 8-5 as well as Mike working his full-time department. The only FULL day I spent with him was Father’s Day. When I say full day, I mean wake up next to each other, enjoy a cup of coffee in bed while we scroll through our respective facebook feeds, shower, clean house, make lunch, rent a movie… you get the idea. The rest of the time its see each other at 9 or 10pm when he’s getting home from wherever, I’m already in bed, he kisses me before turning my light out & putting whatever book I’m reading on my nightstand. We finally had a WHOLE weekend together mid-August where we go to enjoy some time together and try some new restraurants. It was just what we needed.
Did I mention he’s also in night classes twice a week for AEMT? Yup. That too. So depending on if he is on shift the next day (classes are held at the station), he will just spend the night there to save on gas and get a decent night’s rest. LoL we really don’t have social lives. Over the years I’ve noticed we thrive on this kind of schedule though. The times we do see each other ALL. THE. TIME. it kind of turns deadly & resorts to mumbling “When the hell is he/she going back to work? Shit.” Haha it sounds horrible but its how we work.
Thank God Schlitterbahn is finally closed for the season. It’ll open back up in the spring and we’ll apply for the 2015 season. For now though… I’m looking forward to Wurstfest! It’s a yearly birthday tradition since we moved out here and it’ll mean Mike is done with his AEMT class too!! So close. So close. Stay tuned for more adventures!
*Pretty much how we saw each other all summer. Texting pictures to each other while on opposite ends of the park.*
*Disclaimer: If you are a Christmas lover and can’t handle my bashing or cursing throughout the post please feel free to “X” on out of here. This is your only warning.
Let me tell you the process on how to assemble and decorate a nine foot Christmas tree in your office. (Also, how much I fucking despise Christmas.)
First, you take out all the pieces of artificial tree from the box. Then you figure out which order the pieces go in and if any of the fucking lights work. Then attempt to connect all the pieces and fucking lights strands together.
Here is the tree mostly assembled with the light strands connected. Now to figure out how to put the top piece on since I’m not tall enough for the damn nine foot tree and our ladder looks like it’s from 1929 and may fall apart when you look at it.
*Stupid effin tree. How I despise you.*
Here I am fluffing the branches of the tree. (insert dirty porn reference here. hehe)
This is the damn tree after I put 3 boxes of ornaments and bullshit on it. Then it’s suggested I take off this, that, and the other to put on other bullshit. Fuck this stupid tree.
AND THAT ladies and gents is how the office Grinch assembles the nine foot Christmas tree. Supposedly it looks beautiful. I don’t fucking care. I would love to kick it over. THE END.
So there’s a hoity-toity neighborhood in the small town of Spring Branch, where Mike works, that decided to host a golf tournament to raise money for the department. It was teams of 5 and they had some funky “scramble” rules, I’m assuming to make it go faster. Anyways, there were a few extra challenges with prizes and Mike won one. He got the longest putt and won a free golf lesson. I was pretty proud. It’s nice to know that the community appreciates him and his job that much that they are willing to host something like that. Here’s a few pix. I tagged along since I took the day off.
All 5 gray haired golfers.
We’re paused at the last hole.
Oh what a town! Amazing good fun yet so much drama!
So I opened the new Buffalo’s in Tyler Texas and it was a blast. I missed home like crazy but it was nice to be away from the same old same old. Lots of drama like usual but it was defiantely an experience.