New job and Spring Break

So Wendell is done working at University of Phoenix after this week. He gave his two weeks notice, and is done. He has been over there for over 6 years, and it was a little hard for him to leave. He worked with so many good people, and he will miss them all. I was eaves dropping into his e mail account and reading all of the well wishes from people who worked for him and with him. I got a little teary.

Anyhow, onward and up, hopefully. Because it is Spring Break I have all of the kids home, and I have been feeling really useless, Wendell was going to use 3 of his sick days to stay home and help me out while I can't function. If you know Wendell, you know he never takes a sick day. We all caught a really nasty case of the flu a while back and Wendell was super sick for about two weeks. He took one day off. He really only uses his sick days if I am really sick, or I have a baby or something.

Anyhow, he was told it would look bad for him to take sick days during Spring Break. This kind of ticks me off because, like I said, the man never takes a sick day. And taking a sick day because your spouse is sick is perfectly acceptable. Anyhow, he ended up having to use his vacation days.

Because he had to take his vacation days, we decided we had better take a vacation. We have been wanting to go to Utah to visit Wendell's parents for a long time. We were supposed to go up for Thanksgiving, but I had my surgery that month and just couldn't do it. And Rachael was up there with my sister's family, and it would be nice to pick her up and let her spend some time with Grand ma and grandpa.

I still didn't feel up to a 12 hour drive in the car. In fact it is the last thing I wanted to do. But I promised myself that this pregnancy was not going to keep my children from doing fun or important things. SO, armed with my big puke cup that I keep in my car and copious amounts of zofran, we hit the road.

To be continued...