Just Venting....

Without trying to sound like a bitter harpy, I would like to take this moment to use my freedom of speech on MY blog and say some things that are on my mind.

First of all if any of you are not of my faith, you may get a little lost on some things here, but give it a try.

Without going into all the spiritual details of it, in our church, our leaders, teachers, anyone who does something for the church, or what we call callings, are not paid, it is a volunteer basis only, the head of our church is not even paid. They ask us if we would like to teach the 7 year olds and we accept or decline. Well lately there has been a new thing the Elders Quorum has been doing and that is assigning families to feed the missionaries, not asking us, but assigning us, feed them by 5 and provide the contact for them, not inquiring if we are home that evening or have the inclination to do it. I am definitely not against feeding the sweet wonderful missionaries, in fact Matt and I love to feed them, when we have the time. But let me explain our schedule to you.
Monday: My only day off, I try to catch up on laundry, do my grocery shopping, get the kids off to school and picked up, clean the house, and just catch up. Matt, he picks up a shift at the fire station from 7am to 1 then comes home to have lunch and leaves for work at 145 to come home at 11pm.
Tues: school for me 730 to 530, home to say good bye to Matt as he's off to the station for an extra shift on his day off, 6pm to 6 am
Wed: Same as Tues.
Thurs: School again from 730 to 530 come home and pick up the girls at the sitter. Matt takes care of the kiddos until 145 when he goes to work until 11pm
Friday: Same as Thurs.
Sat: School from 7 to 2, Matt drops the girls off to me at school on his way to work. I go home with the girls and spend what time I get with them until bed time.
Sun. Try to have a breakfast together, seems the only meal we can get together. Let my exhausted husband sleep in, he deserves it for supporting me so hard in my schooling. Play as a family for a while. Get ready for church from 1 to 4, Matt goes until 140 then leaves for work. Get home fix dinner, play games or read books with what ever time I have left and put the kids to bed, only to start over again the next week.
So there you have it. That is why we cant be volunteered for. Thank you.

Now, about voting. I know it's important, I know. So when I go to church to enjoy a lesson in RS, I don't need to be told, "Tuesday is Nov 4, remember to go vote, it's important to do it, our prophet has counseled us to go vote...blah blah blah" and so forth. What if I don't vote. And what if I have no intention of it, because... maybe, I don't know, because I don't want to do jury duty. (audible gasp) K, so I don't need to be reminded to vote. There are enough ads on TV, in people's yards, in overheard conversations, on people's cars... K, so I know. We know. Thanks for the reminder anyways. And to top off my oh so happy mood... I have mice in the apartment. Yes, I said mice. I HATE, LOATHE DESPISE, rodents, cockroaches, bugs, spiders... I freak out over them, so right now, Matt and I are waging war against rodents...don't know how many, but we will prevail!! Thank you for letting me rant. I am normally a happier blogger, however, I just had to get this off my chest. (BTW, i do intend to vote, thanks for caring).