Saturday, August 29, 2009

Sometimes...

Sometimes, I really hate my job, and my chef's job. Last night, I really could've used a night to myself with my Chef. It didn't happen. I guess God has a way of telling me to forget about what happened. Meaning, my mom getting married without even bothering to tell me. This is a long story and battle with her, I really don't feel like getting into. Part of it is what brought me and Chef together. Made me fall in love with him. :) Today, I am uncertain if Chef got what he needed to get done, the beer dinner menu. He had to taste the beers and create the menu. Not a big deal, right? For me, its more of a big deal because that means he isn't with me when I needed him. The other part is, he respects my sobriety and chooses not to come around if he has been drinking. That is nice. Another part that makes me love him. Ahhhh, well. Have to work again, hopefully won't be as late as last night and I get to sleep in again, with my Chef. Something we haven't been able to do for 2 weeks now. I see him in passing, or when he comes over to sleep at my place (yes, we have separate apartments still).

ahhh....the blog

So, I don't usually blog about anything. However, my boyfriend (the chef) decided it would be good for me to vent my frustrations out in blog format. He said whatever works for me. I'm 25 years old. Just going back to school for the first time in 6 years. This is after my first failed attempt after my daughter was born. THIS time will be different. I keep telling myself that. And my chef keeps telling me that too. This time I am going with the aid of my best friend, my boyfriend, and God. Last time, not so much. I am also a recovering alcoholic hoping to celebrate 3 years at the beginning of October. This is something that will be spoken of frequently of during my blogging.

Anyways. My chef, Brian, decided to show me desperatechefswives.com last night, he thought it would be good for me to read other people's problems/issues with being married/in a relationship with a chef. We have only been together for 2 months, but it seems like so much longer. What the funny part about the whole thing is, I am going to go to school, starting Monday, to be a pastry chef. Now, Brian, is an executive chef at a fairly nice restaurant in Omaha. I have been in the restaurant, just never eaten there. Its...out of my league, and budget at the moment. We met at my restaurant where I am a server. This helps a bit in our relationship because even though I am not a chef (yet) I still work restaurant hours. Its 1am and I got off work not too long ago. This probably helps me understand him and his hours. I still don't get how we can work so close to each other and only have one day a week completely to ourselves. I am working on this. I am also working on the fact that we make plans and because of his job, they (usually) don't work out. That is hard.....

More to come,
Jes