A few thoughts before my Xanax kicks in and knocks me out.
I have a lot of packing left to do. I'm leaving Evansville June 19th.
I think I keep putting off packing because I am not all that excited about the move. Everything is so uncertain in terms of jobs and money and living situations. I have a feeling I'll end up back in Evansville in a few months, because the cost of living is much cheaper and I can actually afford an apartment by myself if I come back here, and I really want my own place.
Teaching jobs- I've filled out applications, I haven't heard from anyone yet. I haven't lost all hope, but something tells me I'll be substitute teaching for a bit.
I spent the day painting rooms in Terre Haute today. My dear friend James is opening a surgery center up there and it opens Monday and it is still not ready. We're going back up on Sunday to finish painting the last room or two and getting the exam rooms in order. Luckily, they're only opening for consultations on Monday. The good thing is I'm getting paid for my time, which is good, since my actual jobs haven't been scheduling me. I've lost so much sleep over stressing about money. I hate feeling completely helpless, because there just isn't anything for me to do about the situation.
We listened to a lot of Stevie Wonder today, which made me smile.
I think I keep putting off packing because I am not all that excited about the move. Everything is so uncertain in terms of jobs and money and living situations. I have a feeling I'll end up back in Evansville in a few months, because the cost of living is much cheaper and I can actually afford an apartment by myself if I come back here, and I really want my own place.
Teaching jobs- I've filled out applications, I haven't heard from anyone yet. I haven't lost all hope, but something tells me I'll be substitute teaching for a bit.
I spent the day painting rooms in Terre Haute today. My dear friend James is opening a surgery center up there and it opens Monday and it is still not ready. We're going back up on Sunday to finish painting the last room or two and getting the exam rooms in order. Luckily, they're only opening for consultations on Monday. The good thing is I'm getting paid for my time, which is good, since my actual jobs haven't been scheduling me. I've lost so much sleep over stressing about money. I hate feeling completely helpless, because there just isn't anything for me to do about the situation.
We listened to a lot of Stevie Wonder today, which made me smile.