Wife Like Me

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It’s been a crazy week.  I won’t go into all the details, but suffice it to say that we’ve felt more motivated than ever to look for a new job for Colin.  He was up late the last couple of nights filling out applications, and has plans to do the same tonight.  Today I filled out nine job applications for him in one of the many industries he loves–localization.  One of the many things Colin enjoys is localization product management–that’s where he’s in charge of a team that translates and culturally adjusts marketing and technical materials for a product or products.  Most of the job postings I saw were in San Francisco, Seattle, Denver, or Boston.  Interesting combination of places.  Anyway, I’m all applicationed-out.

This week I also worked on doing taxes.  Yes, I know I mentioned that I already did our 2007 taxes.  But we got a letter from the IRS saying that because we hadn’t done our taxes in 2005 or 2006 (we figured we didn’t make enough money to owe them, and were too emotionally drained by the idea of filing at the time that we just skipped the exercise), they wouldn’t send us our 2007 return.  Yuck.  So, I filled out our tax docs for 2006 and 2005 this week.  Turns out they owe us THOUSANDS of dollars.  Yay!  Now I’ve got to get them in the mail.  I think I may be over my tax-phobia.  Maybe.

We did our little pre-school thing this week and Degen keeps asking to do more, which tells me I’m on the right track.  We talked about things we do to keep our bodies strong and healthy, played baloon volleyball, and ran through a mini-obstacle course in the living room, kitchen, and dining room.  My favorite long-term result of this is that when he protests the idea of going to bed, I remind him that we have to sleep in order to be healthy and strong.  He grins and says “I’m strong!”  Then he (usually) goes right to sleep.

Maggie and I, and maybe Colin, have colds.  Degen seems to be avoiding the yuckiness so far.  Runny nose, sore throat, sleepy, grumpy…you name a symptom, we’ve probably got it.  I got my 64 oz bottle of water ready, took a gulp, and Maggie wanted some.  Maggie insisted on holding it herself, and when she took a gulp I noticed that her nose was running into my water bottle! Gross!!  That bottle is going into the dishwasher.  Amen.

Even with all the stress and craziness of the week, I’ve managed to keep up with my excersizing and other goals, so I’m pleased about that.  Thanks for the help from the family this week with everything.  Love ya!

Tags: applications, bodies, colds, healthy, IRS, jobs, Kids, preschool, strong, taxes