Insane

My Grandmother visited us this week. She recently came from the Philippines and have not seen her in 12-13 years so it was exciting to finally see her after these many years. She lives with my mom 3 hours from where we live. Last weekend we drove to my mom's house  to see my sister who is home from boarding school. Also I will be the one driving her back Sunday afternoon since my mom was working. 

I was apprehensive having her at my house. My home is where I retreat from the world, including time with my family (i.e. mom, sister, in-laws, grandma). Seeing that I have not seen her in awhile I convinced myself it was okay. At first it was interesting but then it got to me. I don't mean it in a bad way it was just odd. She cleaned my kitchen like wouldn't believe. She folded my clean and dirty laundry. She scrub every nook and cranny of my condo. I was fine until she volunteered to clean my office. I told her no and that I would do it since its my office I'd like to know where things are. I am the type of person who knows where a pen is despite the big giant pile. So rather than stay downstairs she decided to stay upstairs watching me clean my office. It was odd since I haven't had someone watch me clean before. I was a little concern i wouldn't have patient. And I'm afraid to admit I  raised my voice once or twice. I didn't mean to but I'm only human. 

My life is whirlwind. Despite my stay at home mom (SAH) status I have endless to do list that I can't seem to finish in one day. Some may wonder what is there to do trust me there is. Although I wish I am working to change the pace a bit. But for now this will be it. 

Customer service is a lost cause.

Me and DH purchased my first ever Mac computer. It is usually my annual present although mine came a bit early. As in 3 months earlier. If one would ask why I wanted one the answer would make my husband roll his eyes, sigh, and walk away from the room. I simply thought it was pretty which by the way how I judge wither something is worth buying or not. Never mind the top of the line specks (3.06 gigahertz speed, 4 gb ram and 500 gb of hard drive), no this lady right here bought it because it looks nice, sleek and our son liked the iPhoto booth option.

So we venture to Pasadena Monday afternoon excited that I get to take that baby home that night. Will suggested we do a memory upgrade so we did. Unfortunately, it will take 24 to 48 hours for them to install it. With a little bit of hesitation I agreed prolonging my wait. Paid and left with a piece of receipt. Sad really! So now its Tuesday at 1 in the afternoon. I called the store to check on the status. Lo and behold I was informed that it wouldn't get done until the following day. I am a very understanding lady but when you promise me a time and date then later tell me you can't because you have a lot of repairs. It may sound mean but I really don't care that the store overcompensated themselves with repairs and over promised customers. I should not have to suffer nor have to compensate for that. One of my pet peeves is when I am the customer and the person on the other line talks to me as if they gave away the iMac to me for free. So, I ask the sales  man wither he would give me an extra 10 -20% discount on my purchase and a year worth of Apple Care One added to my account. Because only then I will truly be satisfied with the service and experience I had at their Apple store. After being passed on to 3 people I finally spoke with the "store manager" (of course it could just be anyone) and informed him of my issue. He apologize and "promised" to have my upgrade done on the time it was promised to me. 

In the end it worked out. But it shouldn't have to be that ugly and stressful. It should be a great experience especially for us the paying customer. The economy is in the bad shape and I know retail sales are down. They should be down on their knees thanking me for buying a computer and giving them business. Seriously!!!

testing

(Excuse the mess in the back, I am working on it)

I am testing to post blogs through email I wanted to see if I need to
do some editing if ever I sent it through here.

anxious..

I am anxiously waiting for Apple store Pasadena to call me. My DH purchased an iMac for me as my annualy gift and needed to be upgraded to a higher memory. Turn around time was 24 hours and they have until 5 pm to finish the upgrade. I am excited! The hidden nerdness comes out I mean I can play Diablo II again! And the long dreary nights are coming.


c'mon CALL ME!!

the move

Our move to Arcadia has been slow process altogether. For one it was me and Will moving everything in our apartment. We did get some help from my brother-in-laws for the big major items such as the couches. I would rather get a new one, something smaller to fit better in our new living room. Unfortunately, that has to wait because we purchased a washer and dryer which cost a lot. Besides I can't seem to give the couch away because it was given by my mom so I guess the whole sentimental value aspect of it makes it harder to give away.

So far I have about 8 boxes more to unpack. The house is not even remotely close of clean. Although it could be because I'm watching the Olympics rather than unpacking. Its addicting!!

So the quest to make this place looking like a home rather than a storage area is slowly coming true. In the meantime I'll be unpausing my DVR to watch more Olympics! GO USA

got me thinking

Why in the world did I work again? Well at least for the time being. I must be crazy since my hubby was fine with me being stay at home mom. He said moi does not need to work until its necessary or until I get into nursing school. After that I have the option to work part-time. It is vital in our family that one remains flexible for Nathan. As kids goes they don't make appointments on when they get sick. Nor the school plan their calendar around your family's work schedule. So being that hubbys' career is more demanding and commands more moolah it was only reasonable that I lay low. Don't get me wrong though I don't feel like a push over. I don't feel like I'm taking a sideline for not having the high power career. I like laying low. Sure at times I wonder what it would be like traveling the world for work or being involve in some lucrative deal. But I have a son now and priorities changes. Besides I am sure the idea of a nanny taking care of my child in my absense does not sit well in my conscience.

So for the next four weeks I will be working. Then we are moving again to a different city. This time to be closer to hubbys work at the same time still close to our extended family. The school system isn't bad either. The house purchase will wait for now. We need to save more and be less impulsive on material things (like shoes). Althought the impulsive part probably just applies to me. I can't wait to start working as nurse. Demanding but rewarding.

I am beat. My feet are killing. Back to my book so I can fall asleep :)

working again...

I went back to work for a little bit. The whole stay-at-home mom deal was driving me insane. Without Nathan for the most part of the day I'm here spending time with ME. Althought with all the errands I have to tend to sometimes I find myself on the road all day. Before you know its time for me to pick up Nathan.

So an event came up for a high end retail store nearby. Since I worked for them during the holidays why not work for a little bit this summer season. I got a different position and department this time. I would like to experience something different since I'm the kind'a gal who gets bored easily.

Now i'm back to be the working mom. Although my DH pointed out that he's not sure its worth my while to work on weekends for certain pay. Well as long as I get something and I do get to interact with people thats fine by me.

contemplating...

on getting this for my annual gift next year:

Its the Juki MO-735.

I know its a bit on the pricey side ($1099 to be exact) but I figured since it will be my gift for the year (i.e. mothers day, birthday,christmas, anniversary) I might as well do it with a bang. I maybe ask for a dressform to go with it. Then I'd really be the sewer powerhouse I was meant to be. Now to convince the DH.

I make six figures!!

MSN Money had this article about stay at home moms salary if ever they do get paid for the job they do. Based on calculations done by Salary.com stay at home moms make:

$138,095 a year!!!!!

Makes my self-worth increase a tad bit. At least that's how I feel :)

Good evening, officer!

This maybe one of the most funniest, interesting, hall of fame type of story in the years since I've been a mother. One of my dearest friend, is having her baby tomorrow (she's getting induced). She has a four year old son that needed some companion while mom is having the baby and dad is emotionally supporting mom. So fast track to an hour and half ago. They were bathing together. And as two active 4 year olds will be during bath time, there were some splashing, some banging on walls, some screaming (for fun!!), and all out giggling. In short my apartment was loud and festive. After bath they got dressed, drank milk and bedtime story. While I was reading them bed time story I heard a loud knock at the front door.

Me: Who is it?

Man knocking on the door: Ma'am open it up its he San Bernardino police department!!!

Me: *thinking* cops? why? are we getting evacuated? was there a shooting nearby??

Cops: Ma'am we got a call about some loud noises possible domestic abuse.

Me: okay

Cops: We need to see some driver's license and check out your apartment.

So comes in two 6 foot tall police officers or at least they were tall (have u seen me, little miss 5ft tall). They check the kitchen, my patio, radio in my drivers license, and one of the police officers interviewed the two 4 year olds. At first the boys were apprehensive but then Nathan introduced himself and introduced his friend to the police officers. They were talking and seem to like the idea that there was a police officer standing in front of them before bedtime. wow!! So after 5 minutes they left, I thank them and bid them a good night. When I went back to the room Nathan asked me wither the police officer was my bedtime surprise for him. *huh!* I had to break it to him that they were here to check and make sure we are all safe.

And here I am thinking my life is boring. Nope...Although it got me thinking, geez they're only four years old and cops come to my house to regulate the noise. Is this a glimpse?

Oh just too funny!!!