in 20 minutes I will call my friend to get some baby stuff from her house. She's moving to a shelter and will not have room. I worry about her and I'm so glad she's moving out. Its scary.
My new job starts Friday. I'm nervous. I haven't had a "job" in almost a year. The last place I worked was a non-profit place for mental health. More aptly for people with BIG mental problems. We're not talking depression, but like pscychochotic episodes and shit. Well, it was alright. I actually felt pretty good about the cause. It was fighting for rights of those with mental disabilities. But the lady I worked for made it impossible she was a "consumer/survivor" She was a psychopathic manipulating imbesiling jackass. I never had as many panic attacks as I did there. And it only got worse. That's when I started hurting myself. It was fucked in general. I had to quit. This stupid lady also drove someone who was my co-worker and friend to relapse... more than once. And this was a dear friend who just didn't think she should have to reach out. Anyway... not like the stupid boss lady really MADE her relapse.. but thats not the point. She was impossible to work for. That's what I was getting at.
I've been at home on unemployment ever since. A few job interviews here and there. So, Friday is the day. I have to pick up some clothes. I've never been this size before so I don't exactly have a whole lot of clothes. I have to go pick up some clothes from JC Penny's cuz I have a gift certificate that we got from our wedding. *sigh* Wish me luck. I generally have a LOT of problems trying to find clothes to fit me right. And I've long since given up the idea that I'll ever get away with NOT hemming my pants. I just wish my sewing machine worked.
Anyway. I've rambled enough. Time for me to steal sex from my hubby and then keep my legs up in the air to retain the baby batter Yep yep. I'm paying my significant other for 3 weeks of daily unprotected sex. Payment? Well, 2 sexual tasks. One of which has been completed. I mean, might as well get it out of the way ROFL!!!
See, I'm rambling again... well, love you all and see ya later.
My new job starts Friday. I'm nervous. I haven't had a "job" in almost a year. The last place I worked was a non-profit place for mental health. More aptly for people with BIG mental problems. We're not talking depression, but like pscychochotic episodes and shit. Well, it was alright. I actually felt pretty good about the cause. It was fighting for rights of those with mental disabilities. But the lady I worked for made it impossible she was a "consumer/survivor" She was a psychopathic manipulating imbesiling jackass. I never had as many panic attacks as I did there. And it only got worse. That's when I started hurting myself. It was fucked in general. I had to quit. This stupid lady also drove someone who was my co-worker and friend to relapse... more than once. And this was a dear friend who just didn't think she should have to reach out. Anyway... not like the stupid boss lady really MADE her relapse.. but thats not the point. She was impossible to work for. That's what I was getting at.
I've been at home on unemployment ever since. A few job interviews here and there. So, Friday is the day. I have to pick up some clothes. I've never been this size before so I don't exactly have a whole lot of clothes. I have to go pick up some clothes from JC Penny's cuz I have a gift certificate that we got from our wedding. *sigh* Wish me luck. I generally have a LOT of problems trying to find clothes to fit me right. And I've long since given up the idea that I'll ever get away with NOT hemming my pants. I just wish my sewing machine worked.
Anyway. I've rambled enough. Time for me to steal sex from my hubby and then keep my legs up in the air to retain the baby batter Yep yep. I'm paying my significant other for 3 weeks of daily unprotected sex. Payment? Well, 2 sexual tasks. One of which has been completed. I mean, might as well get it out of the way ROFL!!!
See, I'm rambling again... well, love you all and see ya later.
mindless:
Hey lady. Losing weight is basically not eating. I eat six ounces of either turkey, chicken breast, or tuna for breakfast, for lunch six ounces of the meat, eight ounces of vegetables, and an apple, pear, etc. And for dinner six ounces of the meat, the vegetables, and a piece of bread. That's it. And tons of water. But I usually don't do the water thang. And I usually skip breakfast and just have a couple cups of coffee. But that's what I do. It just takes time and patience and determination to do it. Just do what you gotta, ya know? Good luck with the new job.
cheshire:
Just wondering if you resolved the kittie issues?