Where did the time go?

Wow… I am so horrible at keeping a blog sometimes. It seems like yesterday it was May and I had just posted my last post. Then all of a sudden it is the end of June and I realized I have not posted anything at all here since the beginning of May. Where the heck did the time go? It’s not like I was busy really. I have been home pretty much doing nothing for weeks. Things have slowed down for my mom’s business over the summer, which is typical as the courts aren’t really open in the summertime. So I haven’t had a lot to do.

I have always wanted to get back into banking and working for a bank so after talking it over with Edward and my mom I decided to start applying again and guess what? I got a job. It’s about 30 minutes away in Bridgetown at a bank there. I will be working in a branch as a teller part-time! Which is exactly what I wanted. I don’t really need to work full-time at the moment and neither does Edward if we have the right jobs. READ MORE

Lighthouses, beachcombing & campfires

Eddie and I went last week to Weymouth to get some drinking water from the spring there as the water at my parent’s house though technically safe to drink, bathe and cook with smells and tastes gross so they refill water at the old Jones bottling plant there that has a spring outside that is free for everyone to use and a frequent place for people to get water in droughts.

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House & Dog Sitting

My parents went to Connecticut on Tuesday for a week to visit our cousins there for a birthday party and they asked us to house & dog sit for the week at their place as well as get my brother back and forth to school every day. We came over Tuesday night to stay for the week. I love their place. It’s actually owned by one of the cousins she’s visiting and her husband.

The house is 170 years old, built in 1849. I wrote about its resident ghost Ethel here a few months back. It’s such a lovely old house but cold and drafty I have not been able to get warm since we’ve been here. I also have a bit of a break from work since my mom won’t be officially training me to be her office manager until she comes back. READ MORE

Finally A Diagnosis

I was woken up on Saturday morning by a phone call at not quite 8 a.m. by my younger brother Denton. He really has no concept of time and wanted to tell me his good news. Apparently the day before when he was at his physiatrists office he finally after almost 25 years got a diagnosis. He’s on the Autism Spectrum. He was given an official Autism Spectrum Disorder diagnosis which we have been seeking out since he was about 3. The doctors suspected but for some reason would not settle on the diagnosis.

This was not really news to me. My parents, our family, my husband and I all suspected he was. We have other family members on the spectrum. I have a cousin with 5 kids under 10 and of them, 4 are somewhere on the Autism Spectrum. The father (my cousin) of the children has never been diagnosed himself but we all suspected as well and he was diagnosed with ADHD the same as my brother when he was younger. My Aunt was head of the Autism Society in Nova Scotia for a number of years. So we are very aware of Autism. READ MORE

Always look on the brighter side

I have to admit I was starting to get a little stressed out and frustrated about our finances. Both of us leaving our full-time jobs in the city, packing up and moving halfway across the province was starting to seem like a bit of a bad move financially for us. Even though we did it to eventually get financially ahead. I left a good paying job with good benefits to working full-time for myself and my mom transcribing court cases. I am essentially self-employed now and it is piece work basically. Which means losing our health and other benefits the bank provided and now having to consider paying for them on our own.

We depleted all our savings, maxed out our one credit card in the hopes of a better life, a life with less stress, more fresh air, more sunshine and a simpler life. When we left the city initially Eddie also had a job to go to. It didn’t work out. He got a part-time job which he loves but we were struggling. Then we realized he was a good typist and good at transcribing. Just as good as I am pretty much. That helped a little. My parents own our house that we are living in, have no mortgage and want very little for it all inclusive and didn’t mind that we would need a few months to get to the point that we paid what they were asking for. So we paid as much as we could making sure we paid at least the utilities. And continued to work as hard we can. READ MORE