Poor Broken Me.

I didn't do Sunday Snaps this week. I was busy all freakin' day on Sunday, then Monday came around and I didnt even have any good pics to post so I just forgot about it for the week. *sigh* my life is so exciting, huh?

Nothing much has changed in the last week, job hunting, job hunting, job hunting and going insane being at home all the time. I just wanna scream.. or run away... or maybe both? This crap is not helping my depression either, I can feel it getting worse as of late. Why isn't anyone calling me back about any freakin' job? I mean, I've been applying to jobs that aren't just for medical assisting. The career services woman at my school even fixed up my resume so that it would look its best. I haven't been making any money online either, lately. I'm hoping that will pick up in the next few days though. The job I was excited about before, was supposed to have their big grand opening on October 1. I don't know what happened, but they had to re-do their website and re-launch was this week. I was told that I will have a lot of work coming.. we shall see.

I've actually began doing something I haven't done in a loooong time though to keep my mind off of things. I started reading a book. No, really. I used to read all the time when I was younger, but once I had kids, that stopped and I kind of lost interest in it. Then I just didn't have time to sit down and read. My mom gave me a book a few months ago that she found in a local store. It was written by one of her old friends. I remember this woman from when I was a kid; her kids were about the same age, so we spent a lot of time at her house or vice versa. She has written an entire book about her life. It's really pretty sad, all of the abuse she dealt with as a child. The writing is really quite horrendous. I mean, it's obvious that she is not a writer and that no one edited this book before it was published. It's sometimes even a bit difficult to read because I have to re-read the sentence a few times to get what she was saying. It's very interesting though and hard to put down sometimes.

My husband is still not back to work. His job decided that they will not take him back until he is completely off of any restrictions, which won't be until the end of the month. We won't even have any money for Christmas or anything because his first few checks will go towards catching up on bills. This just sucks. I really hate being poor.

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