Things are going OK, I guess. I was going to try to be a paramedic/firefighter, and had even applied and been asked to take the tests and meet with a recruiter, but the wife deemed it an impossibility that we'd be able to sustain our car/house/baby payments. Which, I conceded, is true unless we moved to an apartment. I still work for Lowe's, and will probably transfer to a new store soon. Still unhappy there, but the job is cake and it pays for a pretty good life. Just lately, my sister, wife, and coworkers have all told me to go back to school and get an accounting degree, because of my freakish Good Will Hunting-ish way with numbers. For some reason, I've always been good with numbers. So I said sure. I'm meeting with an adviser on Monday. Lowe's will pay for it, so bring it. Accountants make bank these days.
The kid is a handful, but she's a lot of fun. Making more noises, and doing something new everyday.
The bad news is that my mother's cancer returned and this time the outlook is grim. She defeated the tumors on her lungs, spine, and liver. Now it has gone to her brain and in spinal fluid. We just found this out today, actually. She has been given months to live.
My life rating 2 days ago: B
My life rating now: F-