Ugh, after shopping for interview clothes today, I became discouraged as hell. Literally. I didn't binge but I had a major headache and feel like crying. Couldn't find anything that I liked and when I did find something I liked, it didn't fit. I'm too big for size 16 pants, some 14's fit but were too long. I wanted to get a pair of grey dress slacks but obviously didn't get a pair. I still have my tan dress slacks that I can wear and I bought a brown cardigan sweater, 3 tank tops, a scarf, brown flats, 2 necklace sets and a new t-shirt and tank for $76. I may head out next weekend and see if I have any better luck with grey dress slacks. I think I need to get more serious with working out after today.
I need to take a picture of myself and post it here to see if it may be "too sexy" for interviews. I love the dress and have had it for years. It's what I wore for mom's funeral.
LOVE the hair. Envious of the curls
I made a loaf if Fat Bread just now. Interesting stuff. I have 2 chickens roasting right now and am thinking for lunch tomorrow, I will have a chicken club sandwich. Either that or I will take some of the fat bread and make som croutons for a salad.
Talking with a friend earlier today who has me thinking I'm probably going to have to consider going back to school. It scares me to think that I may have to look into this. It's not anything I want to do. I just don't know what I would go back for let alone find the time to do this. I already feel like I never have enough time as it is. I don't want to have any more debt. Going back to school would screw that up for me.
I feel like I'm going to have a damn freak out moment over everything and there ain't a damn thing I can do about it. Tristan's clarinet is in the shop as it needs some new pads and I am praying to God that isn't a lot of money. Plus, she needs reeds for the damn thing. The Clint is having to go back down to Cincy for training later this week and I have to take Tristan and Heather to the eye doctor next week and all I keep seeing is money going out and I don't have a job after Friday. At least we get reimbursed for Clint's trip. I need to stop crying or Clint's going to bitch at me and they say he isn't going on his trip when in actuality, he has to go. It's for the betterment of the family.
Reeds tend to be much cheaper on Amazon than in the music stores here.
Most people don't realize how much energy it takes for me to pretend to be normal.
If I wanted to listen to an asshole, I'd fart.
Twibble's Twibbly Wibbly
I have a job interview on Monday with a temp agency. It's better than unemployment so right now, I'll take it.