When it rains, it pours
Put in a million applications with Petco today, going to re-apply at Fred Meyer next week. Cathy and I scheduled an appointment for Tuesday, since Thanksgiving is Thursday, and nothing is bound to happen until this week is over, anyway. Gene is back to telling me he's divorcing me again, since I told him his mom will no longer be in his life, until she fixes her own. She is a very messed-up person. Life is great.