Still stuck in this damned rut!

I'm going to blame the horrible lack of blogging to the fact that I babysit through the day, my crafts are a state away {sitting quietly and I'm sure pretty lonely} in storage, and my husbands work schedule. Not many photos, no crafting and no family outings. Insert thumbs down [here]. And sad, frowny face [here].
My husband started his job in July and hasn't accrued vacation/sick/personal time. And he works Sat-Tues. which makes it very difficult for us to do anything as a family. Especially since I babysit Mon-Friday. I babysit til 5:30 every evening and he sometimes still isn't home from work at 10 pm. Boo!

Let me just say, all of this beautiful, fall weather is making me stir crazy! Seeing the wonderful decor and craft ideas on all of ya'lls blogs is also killin' me!

Since we have moved, I have gained a new great friend and had to say goodbye when they moved. And gained a new friendship, of which is still very new and fresh. I love making new buds and having another adult to talk to! Remember, I babysit all day and my husband is gone til late.

Moving back to Indiana has allowed me to establish a bond with each of my nieces and nephew that I wasn't able to have before. They were born while I was living away and the visits were few. The connection, at first, was difficult as they still really had no idea who I was. It was much easier for them to connect with my kids, their cousins.  

The beginning of the school year brought a change for us. We had (until pretty literally the last minute) decided that my daughter would attend public school virtually. Knowing that I was going to be babysitting and that our apartment isn't very large, I started wondering if that were the best idea for our daughter. I would no longer be able to devote my full attention to her as I had originally planned. And there would be many distractions. So we registered her at the local school here. And she is loving it. Although my husband still seems to think virtual schooling would have been best, I think the decision we made was the right one for us.




I suppose that is it for this post. And HEY LOOK AT THAT!!! It is a decent enough sized post to actually call it a post! Woot Woot!

Wordless Wednesday

When we moved from Ohio to Indiana, this is what our children endured. There ARE two children in there!

Picture this Thursday & some updates

Welcome to Picture this Thursday!
A place where we can share pictures one theme at a time.

I only ask two things:

1. Please follow me as the hostess.

2. You don't have to use the "Picture this Thursday" button in the post but please link your post back to me as the hostess.

It's that easy!

So, whatcha waitin' on? Let's see those pictures!

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You may or may not have noticed that I've kind of fallen off of the globe when it comes to Picture This Thursday posts. Well, I've been busy! Trying to pack, clean, take care of my kids, find a place to live other than with family when we get to Indiana. Let me tell ya, people are brutal! Inquiring people on craigslist want PERFECTION.I mean, people, I have used these things, lived with them-with children! And a husband! They will not be perfect! They will not be flawless. But they will not be free. I even had an ordained minister call me wanting everything on my list and when I admitted things were not in mint condition, he accused me of lying! Really! I said, good condition, looks pretty good. And he tried to tell me that I just told him everything was in immaculate appearance. Told me everyone know where liars go and then proceeded to quote the book of Revelations to me. He then proceeds telling me that I will have to call him and remind him to come look at the things because he has a bad memory from an accident. And that he won't remember to show up. I never called him back.
I'm busy trying to get someone to work with me on rent at an apartment. My husbands last check will be mailed to us so we won't have the money to put down on the first of the month. Will have by the 5th but that may be too late! I hope to hear back tomorrow and get a positive reply! Fingers crossed!
Until we get where we are going and settle in, I won't have a theme for Picture This Thursday, but will try to remember to post at least a spontaneous picture. And I hope you will too! Here is this weeks photos.

Test results & Moving boxes

As I stated in this post, there has been quite a lot going on in the Dilly household. And as you might have guessed, there has been a lot of delaying and dilly dallying. After all, I didn't just call my blog Dilly Dally because it sports my last name so nicely! It's the way I live! Even when I held a full time job, I piddled around until the last possible moment and got things done only when it was crunch time. And I'm not talking sit ups people. I just work better that way. Under pressure with a dead line looming in my immediate sight. My brain functions better and everything just falls into place. Or so it used to. (You see how I'm dilly dallying with my words and drawing this post intro out?)
Anyhoodles, back on topic, I had an ultrasound done last week to check out the lumps I found in the boobies. I was pretty calm during all of this, even though it took way longer than it should have due to staffing problems at the hospital! If you were paying attention, you know that the nurse assured me that she was ninety nine percent sure that the lumps are cysts. And while not always fun, that means no cancer. Which of course, is one of every woman's nightmares. Cancer. Ugh. What a dirty word. I cringe each time I hear it. Yeah, I know...back to the results. Well, the radiologist never discusses it with you, the patient. No, they make you wait and get the results from the ordering physician. I made the call and they told me to repeat the ultrasound again six months down the road. Which, is good news. I think. Is that good news? I'm not entirely sure if it is or not. On one hand, they're not so worried that they can't wait six months. On the other, it is a repeat ultrasound.
In six months we will have (hopefully, assuming all goes well Monday morning) been moved back to my home town and state and preparing to celebrate Christmas. What's Monday morning, or I guess if you're just getting up reading this, then it should state today, rather than Monday. But who is getting technical? I always seem to post late night/early a.m. Everyone is sleeping and the house is quiet. (Except for the cat who I swear tries to convince me is rabid and crazy!) Again, off topic. I picked a good title for this blog, eh? This morning, for all you technical peeps out there, Hubby has his physical for the position in which he will be taking, allowing us to move. However, if he doesn't pass, then I suppose we stay here. Which would kinda suck since we have been selling our furniture and advertising a moving sale! But my friends would be happy!
So, wish me luck! First off, luck that we do indeed get to move home. And secondly, that if we do, I find the motivation to pack and clean this house up in two weeks. One week to pack. Another to clean. And fill trash bins! Unless, of course I find something to blog about. Then the time gets shorter. :)

Blogging, sweating, boobies & moving

First of all I just have to say HOLY CANNOLI  it's hot in here! A whopping 84° in the main level of the house! Hey, I told ya it was hot! Ya see, we have no central air. Or well, the house doesn't. We have a window ac unit that is borrowed but is running non stop. It is upstairs so the bedrooms are cool. Which is good because it stays nice and comfortable while we sleep. So, with this heat wave or maybe just the onset of summer approaching, I am sweating my arse off!

I haven't blogged in quite some time. And if memory serves me correctly, I mentioned that here a bit ago stating that I had a lot weighing on my mind. I never really thought much about self breast exams. Until a dear lady I used to work with passed away from breast cancer. And even then, I wasn't as routine with it as I should have been. And then a good friend of mine, not even 30 yrs old, was diagnosed with breast cancer. You better believe that scared the crap out of me. So began the routine (probably too routine) exams. A few weeks ago, while lying in bed I was feeling around. I found a lump. In my right breast. Immediately my body flushed with heat as I felt what I dreaded. I cried. And I wanted to vomit. I'm a night owl so it was late and I was the only one still awake. I wanted to wake my husband and cry all night while he held me in his arms. But I didn't. I didn't want to wake him. But he woke anyway. And as I tried to find the words to tell him, I realized just how scared I was. Because I had a very hard time trying to do just that. Find the words. My mind was raging with thoughts of cancer and what would happen if it happened to me. And even though I believe God would never give me anything He knows I can't handle, I couldn't help but worry that this is it for me. Finally, I uttered the words "I found a lump." And he was silent for awhile, not knowing how to respond. And I cried and he told me everything will be okay. Fast forward through some very emotional days to follow. Since I'm poor and have no health insurance, I made an appointment with Family Planning. The nurse, who by the way made me feel so comfortable during both exams, is 99% sure they are cysts.
I had an ultrasound appointment today. I won't find out the results until tomorrow. I'm a little more relieved after hearing what the RN said at the appointment last week but waiting for results is not easy! I'm still praying that everything will come back good. Through all of this, I can't help but think of my friend who has been through all of this only to get results that changed her forever. Casondra, if you're reading this, I love you for the AMAZING strength you have managed to find through everything you have had to deal with. I know there have been times of weakness, but you always pushed through it. You kept your faith when many would not have. I admire you so, so much!
Anyhoodles, if you can find a minute for a quick prayer, I'd appreciate it greatly!

Good news! My husband was offered a job back home. In Indiana! As long as he passes the physical assessment he is in. Fingers crossed! Not that I think he will fail it, but I won't believe this news until it is absolutely, 100% official and we are heading down the highway, all packed up!!