Something Wicked This Way Comes...

Argh. I wanted to do this Saturday, but Blogger wouldn't let me upload pics. Then Sunday, I tried again. Still no pics. Today is no different. Screw the pics. They're just of tropical Southern Ontario. So my weekly hellish drives to Toronto are done. Apparantly, the snow isn't done with me though. Saturday, for J's last day of work, the weather was frightful. And me in my 10 year old Corolla took it all on. I did win. Yay me. Yes, that's right...J's last day of work. I am officially the breadwinner, and he is officially the "Domestic Engineer", a title that he has given himself. He's spending my March Break learning to run all of our appliances and generally running amok with me. Today was fun. Tomorrow, I'm off to the dermatologist. So, we won't totally be underfoot of one another. I think that's what worries me most about J's being home full time: that I'm going to be bitter that I have to go to work and he doesn't. I'm still hoping to win the lottery so that neither of us really has to work, and I can go back to school for the masters that I'll never use. Sigh. The biggest hurdle in all of this is that J can't just go out and get another job. He needs that all important work permit still because he isn't anywhere near landed immigrant status. Did I mention that that's one of the things we're meaning to file this week? Yep, it just hasn't been a priority. But as always, good things will and have come of this. The most important: my husband is sleeping better at night. He's been miserable for so long (almost as long as he's been here) that horrible sleep habits had just kind of become a norm for him. I think the CPAP is a little to blame for that, seeing as he's never slept well. But he's waking up rested. Happier. Perhaps quitting is the best for both of us. Have I mentioned that I'm looking for a new job too?