Bloggers block, a job and a family update
Can you believe I forgot what my user name for this blog? I couldn't believe it! Now I know it has been a long while since I've last posted!
Let's see, what is new?
I've been sending my resume to about a billion jobs online and nothing... nada... zilch! It just leads me to believe all of that online shit is a bunch of bullpucky. Today was different.
I may sound like an overly religious person, but I was thinking about why I don't have a job. Is it because I haven't prayed about getting a job? Is it my bad luck? Is it because I haven't actually physically gone to places and filled out applications? Is it because I don't actually want a job? The answer to the last question is no. I DO want a job. Are you kidding me? Would I purposely sit in this hell hole where there is no way out but to work my way out? I think not!
So I then began to think about how my other jobs just came to me. I didn't really have to work for them at all. This morning, I actually prayed about getting a job. And I kid you not, two hours later, I got a call.
Now I have a part-time job.
It isn't the full-time job that I want. Nor is the pay what I would like. However, it is the office job I have been looking for. My stepmother is finally getting her business into an office. She has worked for years out of her home and built up quite a business. Apparently it is in the same building that my bestfriends mom works in.
I know a part-time job isn't exactly what I wanted, but at least I can put money in the bank. And hopefully I be able to move out by summer. I am bouncing off the walls! Please, please let this work!
As for everything else?
Bradford is getting bigger and bigger by the day. He is 38" tall and only two and a half. His feet are enormous! My mother and I went to buy socks for him today and I was looking at what 5-6year old kids are wearing! He was terribly sick last week and now has to take chewable antibiotics. He thinks he is a real hot shot now that he takes medicine. I was doing so well with potty training this kid. Now it is like he forgot what to do! I had to tell him NOT to poop in the bathtub. Oy vey...
I'm just sick and tired of being here. I'd rather be living my own life.... far far away. I just want to start over. I don't know what to do about the kiddo though. Obviously if his father doesn't get him I can't move. I'm just sick and tired of putting life on hold. I can't handle it here. I swear the stress of living with my mother has take about 20 years off my life. Now I know why my brother doesn't talk to her. Before I never understood. My mother would call me crying and I'd get so pissed off at my brother for doing that to her. She doesn't even cry for me! I'm just told the devil lives in me. lol "The devil made me do it!" Oy, maybe she should listen in church more instead of falling asleep.
It is now that I finally feel like I have stepped in the right direction. I think there is a song about what I'm thinking...
"I'm going back to LA..."
Let's see, what is new?
I've been sending my resume to about a billion jobs online and nothing... nada... zilch! It just leads me to believe all of that online shit is a bunch of bullpucky. Today was different.
I may sound like an overly religious person, but I was thinking about why I don't have a job. Is it because I haven't prayed about getting a job? Is it my bad luck? Is it because I haven't actually physically gone to places and filled out applications? Is it because I don't actually want a job? The answer to the last question is no. I DO want a job. Are you kidding me? Would I purposely sit in this hell hole where there is no way out but to work my way out? I think not!
So I then began to think about how my other jobs just came to me. I didn't really have to work for them at all. This morning, I actually prayed about getting a job. And I kid you not, two hours later, I got a call.
Now I have a part-time job.
It isn't the full-time job that I want. Nor is the pay what I would like. However, it is the office job I have been looking for. My stepmother is finally getting her business into an office. She has worked for years out of her home and built up quite a business. Apparently it is in the same building that my bestfriends mom works in.
I know a part-time job isn't exactly what I wanted, but at least I can put money in the bank. And hopefully I be able to move out by summer. I am bouncing off the walls! Please, please let this work!
As for everything else?
Bradford is getting bigger and bigger by the day. He is 38" tall and only two and a half. His feet are enormous! My mother and I went to buy socks for him today and I was looking at what 5-6year old kids are wearing! He was terribly sick last week and now has to take chewable antibiotics. He thinks he is a real hot shot now that he takes medicine. I was doing so well with potty training this kid. Now it is like he forgot what to do! I had to tell him NOT to poop in the bathtub. Oy vey...
I'm just sick and tired of being here. I'd rather be living my own life.... far far away. I just want to start over. I don't know what to do about the kiddo though. Obviously if his father doesn't get him I can't move. I'm just sick and tired of putting life on hold. I can't handle it here. I swear the stress of living with my mother has take about 20 years off my life. Now I know why my brother doesn't talk to her. Before I never understood. My mother would call me crying and I'd get so pissed off at my brother for doing that to her. She doesn't even cry for me! I'm just told the devil lives in me. lol "The devil made me do it!" Oy, maybe she should listen in church more instead of falling asleep.
It is now that I finally feel like I have stepped in the right direction. I think there is a song about what I'm thinking...
"I'm going back to LA..."
posted by Jenn & John at 7:14 PM
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