Getting my life together.

I have had some difficulties in the past. (Not just with men, but they usually have something to do with my problems.) I trusted someone, yes a man, to go pay a couple tickets for me. I gave him the money and he told me he paid them. I had no reason to doubt him. We had been living together for awhile when he "paid" the first one. (You noticed the quotation marks. Yes, that does mean he didn't really.) So I trusted him to "pay" the second one also. I have no idea what he did with the money. Take his girlfriend out to lunch, pay for a room for the afternoon, buy paintball crap, I have no clue. Needless to say the state was none to happy they didn't get their money. I also had no idea they had suspended my license. I found this out 3 YEARS (yes, it needs to be shouted) later. Cop pulled me over for busted taillight (co-worker told me I needed to get if fixed just the day before). Took me to jail in handcuffs. (Yes, I was cuffed like a criminal and placed in the back of his patrol car.) He was very nice about it all. Let me call someone to get my daughter, and take the car to my house. Waited until she was out of site before slappin the cuffs on me. (No he didn't really slap them on me. I said he was very nice. He put two sets of cuffs together to me extra space. But I was still cuffed.) I then spent the evening at the county detention facility awaiting my time in front of the judge. Now, of coarse, my license is still suspended. I've had to spend lots of money in an effort to get them back. I have been very fortunate that my friends and family have been willing to ferry around so I can continue to work and provide for my child. Hopefully things will be worked out soon so I don't have to do this anymore.
After all this is done and behind me, I have been debating moving. Not just a minor move, I have been thinking about a major relocation. I'm not sure where I want to go, but I've been thinking a change of location may be a good thing. Maybe someplace a little warmer in the winter and cooler in the summer. Midwest might be what I want. Somewhere big enough to have really good band program in middle and high school. (Kiddo plays the flute-very good-in honor band. Just have to brag a little.) I've been thinking Texas lately, but I would have to brush-up on some Spanish. I'll have to put some more thought into it, but think sometime this year we will be moving.

Complaints

I often complain about my job and my co-works. I am not a complainer by nature, though. I am usually content with my life and surroundings. I try to see the positive in a situation, but work seems to be the one area I focus on the negative. It's not all jobs I've had, just mostly this one. I believe it is the environment. There is little praise for a job well done, but there is plenty criticism for every mistake, no matter how small. Although I believe my supervisor has realized she will catch more flies with honey than vinegar. Even though there were several people out yesterday she sent out emails of encouragement to those struggling to make it through the day. I'm not sure if someone pointed out her negativity or if she had a self revelation, but it certainly helped the attitude of everyone in the office. This may not be a permanent change, but it will be appreciated for as long as it lasts.

Would you really?

Radio station posed an interesting question: Would a guy have sex with the hottest most beautiful woman ever, even if she was a psycho serial killer?
(I should prefix this question with the conversation that was had beforehand. Another teacher was being convicted of having sex with (a) student(s). She is, of coarse, very attractive, but obviously seriously disturbed. This bringing up the question would a man knowingly have sex with someone who was crazy. The answer was if she was hot. So then the question was changed to a hot psycho serial killer who was willing and desperate to have sex with you.)
Several men called in saying no, they would not have sex with her no matter how hot she was.
Then a guy called saying of coarse he, and most other men, would. Even knowing she was a serial killer. But he would leave the light on so he could see every move she made, just in case she tried to stab him or something.
Finally a woman called in saying she would have sex with her if she was hot enough.
This makes me wonder who was being truthful. I think the ones who said yes are the most honest. Do we really care how crazy someone is, man or woman, as long as they are attractive and willing to have sex? I personally don't want to have relations with a psycho serial killer, male or female, no matter how hot they are. I value my life more than physical gratification.