Another week has gone by. 11 weeks ago today I was laid off. I miss it. I miss having someplace to go 5 days a week, and getting a paycheck to boot. I really liked my job. I miss the people (well, some of them.) I would love just being a stay at home mom though, but its not feasible. When you are a single parent its usually not a good idea, at least since I'm not independanlty wealthy. I would do it in a heartbeat if I was. The schooling is like a job. I have an essay due in 2 days I haven't even started. If I wait till I am in the mood, it won't get done. Tomorrow is going to have to be the day. I still have a lot of algebra homework to do, and a test on Tuesday night to study for. I have been a slacker this week.
At least the house is clean. They (one guy) came and delivered the basket for the needy (meaning us) today. After he left I cried. Partially because it is nice to know there are people that care, and also because I don't want to be part of the "needy". I am 45 years old and want to be able to provide for me and my child. This is the first holiday season I have been unemployed since I was married, back in the 80's. I will always be stuck in nowhere jobs though if I don't try to better myself, so I am taking the opportunity that I have been given. Its not going to be easy though, but I hope I come through the end a lot better for the experience.
Remember to hug your loved ones, maybe call your mother, and say a prayer for the world and the people in it. You never know what someone is really going through. No one will probably ever read this blog, cos I am not telling anyone about it. I can't feel free to talk about anything if I feel I am being judged by those that know me. My boyfriend thinks I am a problem drinker since I have had 3 wine coolers in the last 13 months, and since I got pain pills for the surgery on my wrist a friend of mine keeps warning me about the dangers of getting addicted to them. I have taken maybe 6 in the last 8 days. I don't think that is going to be a problem. I think I am judged enought without intentionally giving my blog address out.
Peace, and God Bless.
At least the house is clean. They (one guy) came and delivered the basket for the needy (meaning us) today. After he left I cried. Partially because it is nice to know there are people that care, and also because I don't want to be part of the "needy". I am 45 years old and want to be able to provide for me and my child. This is the first holiday season I have been unemployed since I was married, back in the 80's. I will always be stuck in nowhere jobs though if I don't try to better myself, so I am taking the opportunity that I have been given. Its not going to be easy though, but I hope I come through the end a lot better for the experience.
Remember to hug your loved ones, maybe call your mother, and say a prayer for the world and the people in it. You never know what someone is really going through. No one will probably ever read this blog, cos I am not telling anyone about it. I can't feel free to talk about anything if I feel I am being judged by those that know me. My boyfriend thinks I am a problem drinker since I have had 3 wine coolers in the last 13 months, and since I got pain pills for the surgery on my wrist a friend of mine keeps warning me about the dangers of getting addicted to them.
Peace, and God Bless.
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You are in my prayers. God Bless.
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