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I may die of boredom soon.
I am stuck in this apartment because of two things: A) Lack of money and B) Two babies are hard to travel with. We moved back here to Houston at the end of September. It was what I wanted more than anything. I could no longer stomach Utah. The smallness of Salt Lake City, the isolation of Salt Lake City, The religious dominance, The lack of family.... they were all getting to me. So after I had Eleanore and Sophia we packed up and skipped town. I could just picture the family/friends and thousands of hospitals to choose employment from just waiting to welcome us back with open arms.
Reality check.
My family does not come around. My friends are all drugged up whores. AND my husband who has a perfect employment record and a degree he worked so hard for cannot find a job to save his life, or should I say our lives. Houston is home to hundreds of hospitals. Tim has applied to about 25 of them. It is now approaching December and he has not heard back from one single place. He has applied for non medical jobs as well. They are certainly not hiring a person who made a substantial amount of money for their ten dollar an hour position. "You are over qualified".
So needless to say we are flat busted...possibly even nearing homelessness. We have used up all of our savings. We have used up his 401 K, which wasn't much because he had just started it not too long before he left Intermountain. I have borrowed 1500 dollars from my grandfather and Tim has borrowed 600 from his father. We have used all of that money up to pay our rent and bills for the past three months. Our bills are not cheap. We have a new car and several credit cards. Tim has fallen into a depression I cannot bear. He feels like a loser, as do I. To make matters worse, Christmas is just around the corner and I have a seven year old girl who would not understand the lack of presents under the tree. I do get child support and thank God for that.
I am trying so hard to stay positive. If any of you would like to pray/ send good energy out into the universe for us, I would be forever grateful. Tim is going to get a job this coming week. Say it with me!
So, back to my original statement... I may die of boredom here in this apartment.
I have a million other things to update on as well. I do not want to make my posts too long because I know people get lazy and tend to skip over the long posts, so I will update in increments.
I am stuck in this apartment because of two things: A) Lack of money and B) Two babies are hard to travel with. We moved back here to Houston at the end of September. It was what I wanted more than anything. I could no longer stomach Utah. The smallness of Salt Lake City, the isolation of Salt Lake City, The religious dominance, The lack of family.... they were all getting to me. So after I had Eleanore and Sophia we packed up and skipped town. I could just picture the family/friends and thousands of hospitals to choose employment from just waiting to welcome us back with open arms.
Reality check.
My family does not come around. My friends are all drugged up whores. AND my husband who has a perfect employment record and a degree he worked so hard for cannot find a job to save his life, or should I say our lives. Houston is home to hundreds of hospitals. Tim has applied to about 25 of them. It is now approaching December and he has not heard back from one single place. He has applied for non medical jobs as well. They are certainly not hiring a person who made a substantial amount of money for their ten dollar an hour position. "You are over qualified".
So needless to say we are flat busted...possibly even nearing homelessness. We have used up all of our savings. We have used up his 401 K, which wasn't much because he had just started it not too long before he left Intermountain. I have borrowed 1500 dollars from my grandfather and Tim has borrowed 600 from his father. We have used all of that money up to pay our rent and bills for the past three months. Our bills are not cheap. We have a new car and several credit cards. Tim has fallen into a depression I cannot bear. He feels like a loser, as do I. To make matters worse, Christmas is just around the corner and I have a seven year old girl who would not understand the lack of presents under the tree. I do get child support and thank God for that.
I am trying so hard to stay positive. If any of you would like to pray/ send good energy out into the universe for us, I would be forever grateful. Tim is going to get a job this coming week. Say it with me!
So, back to my original statement... I may die of boredom here in this apartment.
I have a million other things to update on as well. I do not want to make my posts too long because I know people get lazy and tend to skip over the long posts, so I will update in increments.