This is why I'm not very competitive.

I can not remember the last time I was this frustrated.

It seems I am doomed to spend the rest of my life at Wal-Mart. Let me explain:

The gym I work at is on this new program thing they like to call, "raising the bar." They have set out this new code of guidelines we have to follow in order to be hired on next fall. These guidelines are pretty reasonable, but some are difficult for someone who has more than one job to support their family. For instance, we must attend every staff meeting and coaches clinic, or we get a strike. (Three strikes, you're fired.) Staff meetings are easy because we have them the first Wednesday every month, and I don't work Wednesday nights - for that vary reason. But Coaching Clinics are much more random. This is much harder for me to accommodate because walmart sets out the schedule three weeks in advance. I didn't find out until last week that there is a clinic tomorrow. Well guess what boys and girls, I picked up a shift at Wal-Mart tomorrow night! Two weeks ago!

With this new program, the gym has decided to "hold auditions" for who ever wants to work there next fall. In addition with being hired on in the fall, we are promised A LOT more pay, and more hours. In case you haven't guessed already, I REALLY WANT THIS!!!! But not all of us are promised a spot. Out of the ten coaches they have now, they only want to take 6-8.

So I decided I'm going to do everything in my power to get one of those positions. Wal-Mart is the only thing standing in my way. But I need Wal-Mart...right now.

When I heard about the clinic, I called my manager up, (who is Mr. Eat-Sleep-and Breathe Wal-Mart) and told him I would have to leave two hours early on my shift. Of coarse he asked why, so I told him.

He got very frustrated. "Isn't this the second time I've had to accommodate your other employer? When are they going to get their act together?" But ultimately he let me off anyway.

****Side Note***
I don't believe this manager is being completely fair. He has no idea how many times the gym has asked me to do something and I've said, "I can't. I have to work at Wal-Mart that day."

After I talked to my manager I called my boss at the gym and asked her exactly what time the clinic is. There was only a small flyer in the office and I glanced at it on my way out. She text me back and said it started a half hour earlier than what I had told my Wal-Mart manager.

I asked her if it was alright for me to wait until I was done with work and she said she would talk to her husband (the gym owner)and see. Which I think means probably not.

I am just so frustrated because I feel like I can't make anyone happy. And I am tired of never being good enough for someone or something. I want to be a full-time coach so bad, but it wouldn't be smart for me to quit Wal-Mart before I am guaranteed that position. But right now it looks like I won't be considered unless I quit Wal-Mart.

Does anyone have anything to say or advise? I'm at my wits end. If you were ever going to leave a comment, now would be the best time.

Keepin' It Real

I've learned that "promise" is a strong word. If you say it, people will hold you to it.

But I don't mind. I really didn't know so many people read this silly thing.

So what's been up with us, you ask? A LOT of nothing...if that makes sense. As a couple been doing really good, but I've lacked motivation lately. I think my problem is I try to accomplish too much in one day, and when the sun sets and I'm still looking at my To Do list I feel like I've failed.

Today Matt literally dragged me out of the church pew and made take on a walk with him so I could "smell the posies." We spent the rest of Sacrament in the wind and the sunshine. And we wondered about how much bird poop was on top of the temple.

I'm happy to report that I haven't had a migraine in over two weeks! Last week we took a trip to Idaho Falls to get me some glasses. When I put them on for the first time and gazed out at the parking lot, it was like I was seeing Idaho for the first time. On the way home I was shouting out the names of road signs just because I could. By the end of the day I felt like I had super powers. I will now be known as Opti-Girl! I love my new glasses and Matt says they up my cute factor. <---my other super power.

Since my bout of migraines I've been very fatigued, but I mostly account that to the fact that I get up and go to one job or another six days a week. It takes a lot of effort to get me out of bed these days. Yesterday I cried when my alarm started blaring at me. My preschoolers suck the life out of me sometimes with there airplane races and constant questions. Its amazing how curious a three year old is about the world....makes you put somethings into perspective. But I love my job. Its a good day if I only have to scale up the rock wall to rescue one of them.

Funny story....
Matt asked me if I was going to wear my glasses when I taught preschool. I thought about it and said, "No, probably not." Here was my explanation: "It wouldn't be a good idea cuz I'm upside down a lot....I roll around on my head sometimes....occasionally I'll get smacked or kicked in the face...." And then I realized, that's my JOB DESCRIPTION! When did I sign up to get kicked in the face!? Haha. Good thing their feet are so little.

Other new developments have happened since spring started. I've been diligently going to workout classes with Aubrey. My favorites are Yoga, Pump It, and Water Aerobics - which kicks my but by the way! I used to think of water aerobics and picture middle aged women wading in the shallow end of the pool lifting milk jugs above their heads. Ooooh no sir! We did laps, we did crunches with noodles, we did leg kicks till the brink of death. I nearly drowned seven times! I'm not sure what I saw at the public pool when I was six but that was not water aerobics! I now know what Aubrey feels like when we do yoga.

Just because we had the money to blow, Matt and I bought Guitar Hero World Tour. Its really fun! We started our own punk band, Coward Academy. Matt is our drummer and I play guitar and sometime sing. Sometimes with a British accent. We're like the White Stripes. Except we're not brother and sister. We're married. But I promise we won't be like all those other crazy Hollywood couples. No, we keep it real. It doesn't get anymore real than Mac 'n Cheese in a one bedroom apartment.


So what have we learned boys and girls?

1. Sleeping in is the best way to spend the morning.

2. I have super powers.

3. Water Aerobics is hardcore, and don't let anyone tell you different.

Update Soon. I promise!

Stacey Dean is right. I, as well as many others, have neglected our blogs. Shame on us!

But I promise things are going great - just really busy. Matt is doing very well in school and I am getting some time off work next week.

Real post tomorrow, I promise!