Popping the cherry!

Okay, here's goes nothing!

Forever and a day ago - I actually did a podcast - Without Smearing My Eyeliner. And I had really enjoyed it at first, but unfortunately, there was some drama throughout the community back then and that combined with a dwindling desire - I stopped. So, I'm trying my hand at this for the moment. Until I can get set up and feel it's the right moment to try podcasting again.

I am a 34 year old woman, who is also a single mother, to a, Hydrogen help me now!, a thirteen year old son. I love him very much, he means the world to me. I have always tried to be the best mother to him as I could, and naturally there were definitely some up's and down's over the years. But I have to admit that within the past few years, especially this past year, have been rough. Last October, my power was turned off for over two weeks. And it wouldn't have been turned on when it was (if at all!) unless a very dear family member stepped in, trusted in me and loaned me the money to turn it back on. And yes, I paid them paid back every red cent (and a few more pennies too). But then, in January, we were evicted and lived in a hotel for over a week before I asked a friend if she would be willing to give us a place to stay. Which she did allow, and we stayed with her, probably for a bit too long, but I am forever in her debt for what she did for us. And for tolerating what happened to her from us! YIKES! But fortunately and eventually - Jordan and I were able to move into our own place. I have next to nothing as far as furniture as goes - all our stuff is in storage and I need to pay off the storage place first. Ugh, but it's really great to be able to clean the everything but his room in under 20 minutes! 

And that is a whole other box of chocolates - my ability to keep things clean... I used to own my own condo for 8 years, but because of health issues, financial reasons and just the overall filth that had grown in there for so long - I let it go. See, I'm not "dirty", I just have a serious overall feeling of loathe towards cleaning. Let's not confuse my situation with an episode of Hoarders now! I just didn't care if I couldn't see the dining room table (never ate on it anyways), or if I hadn't vacuumed every week. But the trash was always taken out, and the cat box done, and laundry washed - other things just piled up and had some issues with two different dogs not being fully house trained and territorial cats. But, we all have those times/points in our lives where you need to put on the big girl panties, point a period and move forward with life. Which I did, and here I am!

Well, I have ranted enough for now. I am thankful for you taking the time to read this and talk to you later!