Today it was finally a business day again and I spent time calling more places and sending more resumes and filling out more forms. I found a position for a Case Worker which has perfect hours, a maneageable salary, I have the qualifications, I need the experience and its in the city where I want to live. Now if the employment agency would just call me back, I could apply for it.
Still no word on where I could live... that door is still open, but I'm afraid that as soon as I hear news, it will close.
I packed for a while... consolidating and reorganizing things because I'm going to have a heck of a time fitting it all in... I brought more stuff home and I now have more stuff than when I moved here because I wasn't expecting to have to pick up and move again right now.
I laid on the floor for a while, too. I like to sit on the floor and sometimes I get sad and I guess the floor is the lowest you can go... so I lay there. Sometimes I curl up (like today) and sometimes I lay on my back as if I'm looking up at the stars... but I'm really just studying the ceiling as I ponder stuff that's going on. I think I'd like to explore why I so often end up on the floor when I'm sad... the words of a true phycho-analyst... ;-)
I hung out with the gang last night... and cried on the way home... I don't want this to be goodbye... its so abrupt.
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