The Woes of the Flu

The nasty flu that's been going around has reached the Paskett household. Kelly got it. He's been absolutely miserable since Wednesday night. He had a fever of 102 all day Friday, and it finally broke sometime that night. He's been coughing so bad neither of us are sleeping. He's finally started to cough things up, so I think it's clearing out of his system.

There isn't much in this world that is more pitiful that a sick man that knows his wife is going to have pity on him and baby him if he whines. I usually don't mind, as Kelly is generally only down for a day, two at the most when he get sick. It's been four days now, and my sympathy is running short. Mostly I'm just cranky because I'm pregnant and have been constantly cranky for the past 17 weeks, but also I know I'm gonna get his flu. The problem with that is: I can't take any of the good medications, I'm the steady paycheck till the snow melts, and my temper is already shorter than it should be.

Valetine's Day 2008

We had a low key V-day this year. I've been the budget Nazi for the past little while, so we had a 20 dollar limit for each other. Kelly said he wanted steak and lobster. He got it, but that's all he got and he had to cook it. He says he prefers it that way. I'm actually very proud of him. He did a really good job. The smell made me want to puke, but everything does, so that doesn't mean anything.

I got a bag of cookies. I asked for the cookies, so don't think he's a total slug. Kelly struggles with gifts. I have to tell him exactly what I want. If I do, I'll definately get it, but if I don't know what to tell him, I don't get anything. We're working on that.

Growing Up

Last week, after the Minnesota thing fell apart and all of our W2's finally came, Kelly and I made a decision. We aren't starving college student(s) anymore, so it's time we stopped living like it.

We moved the furniture around, so we actually have a dining room and a living room where they ought to be. The couch and table we had belonged to Kelly's brother. We just happened to be cheaper than a storage shed. Those were the first to go. As of today, we have our own dining room table, that will seat more than two people comfortablely, a couch, in a color that we like and actually matches the house, and a coordinated armchair.

During the coming months we're going to start getting the second bedroom ready for the baby. Kelly wants to build a dresser/changing table and a crib.

I've started looking for more career oriented jobs. The one I'm the most hopeful for is a gardens supervisor at Thanksgiving Point. I've got the education for it, and a good chunk of horticultural experience, the only problem I foresee is that I have no management experience except for supervising Bryan at the farm and I don't speak Spanish. The Spanish thing wasn't a requirement, just "extremely helpful." I'm going to start learning it once Kelly loads up the Rosetta Stone thing that Ross gave us.
This is going to be a year of change for us, that's for sure!

Tales from Beyond the Cubicle

I met with Paul yesterday. He says he is more than happy to have me back at the farm. He says it won't be any problem for me to work full time come the end of March till the baby comes. If I want to come in for a few hours here and there after s/he is born that would be fine too. He said that for the sake of my own sanity I should wait until next season to really go after an assistantship at a golf course. He said I could make it work, but it would be a lot of stress to try to learn a whole new business, go have a baby, then have to come right back to finish the season. He said that he will happily drop my name and forward job postings to me to help me for next year though.