Day 46, still no job, though one of my applications have been read. The morning did not start off well. I am cranky and understand why the rats and mice that have to live cooped up together in cages go crazy and eat their own tails. I myself have started to think about eating my fingers, not because they taste good, just becasue I am tired of banging my head.
I wish I could make my family understand the absolute suckiness of moving to a new place and having NOTHING, no job, no school, NOTHING. It sucks, sucks, sucks. My whole life right now revolves around everyone elses schedule. I want my schedule!
On that note, I do not think I have it in me to be a stay at home mom if there is not a lot of disposible income available. Why would I want to stay at home if all I can afford to do is laundry and cook. Now if there is enough money to go to the gym, the store, buy books, get my nails done… You know what that sounds pretty damn sucky too.
Right now the highlight of my morning is hoping for Lady GaGa’s Paparazzi video to show, it is usually sanwiched between crappy Sean John featuring Little Wayne and some mopey “Hey I am cool, look at my hair” band.
