Reged: 08/06/04
Posts: 4381
Loc: Within stray mortar fire of DC
I went to spend my last $200 on an interview suit at Chicos... DBF pitched in too. My bank account is now in the single digits. Yikes!
I've loaded up on the fibro and IBS meds tonihght. I want to stop all possible bowel movement until 6pm tomorrow (take that, stomach!) as I'll be on the Metro all day w/no access to bathrooms. Yikes again.
I have not worked in a year and a half. I NEEED this job. I don't want to get my hopes up. I'm so lucky I have you guys to talk to about this or else I'd be climbing my walls right now. I even took the dog for an impromptu hour's walk to try to Calm the Hell Down. BF thought I was losing it when he pulled up from work to find us outside in the heat...
He's been so good about supporting my sorry ass. I'm so miserable that my illness has held all of us hostage for the last year. My mother starts every conversation on the phone with "Do you need anything from me today??" It's wearing on my nerves... She's in a panic when I call.
I hope a positive move is just what I need to snap my life into order!
Love to you all-- I'm sorry for the ramble. I know you guys understand. I really wish I could get a lucky break in this direction.
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Interview suit, non suffocating
