|Apr 26 2010|
Well, I have a "second" interview today for a company I interviewed with last week. They seemed to love me. I really want this job, the pay is alright, the hours are great and the locationis smack dab between my place and my girlfriend's. Keep your fingers crossed for me!
I also had another job interview last week, but it's .. retail. Which I HATE. Hate the hours, the pay, the commute. Meh. But they are running a background check on me, which is a good sign, a sign they want me on board.
In other news, my mom got a contract job about a 100 miles away from our house. Which means, she needs to stay there Mon-Fri. Which in turn means, I get to take care of the critters. These kitties are so spoiled, they get tuna two twice a day! It's mainly because of the older one, she is 19, and still kicking but she needs her tuna, otherwise she won't eat. This limits my freedom a lot, seem as how my girlfriend lives about 40 minutes away in another state, it limits a lot of our time together, because I have to be there for the kitties. But it is what it is, and i'll deal with it when the time comes.
In more important news, I've been med free for a week. Everything seems to be OK. I've noticed a bit more anxiety, and my mind speeding up a bit more than it was, but nothing major so far. It sucks the way I am going off the meds (because I don't have insurance) but I am happy about it too, I am starting to not feel like myself, overmedicated. I feel like I am starting to get back to ME.
it's my party and i'll cry if i want too!
depression lurks around the corner.
the price is right.
they say the captain goes down with the ship.
it's been a rough one . . .
oh no, not panic. but, yes to panic at the disco
sometimes i don't want to wake up
i am off your hook.
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