Welcome back venting
So I've been going crazy job hunting. I shot want to job hunt. This was supposed to be my year off while she worked full time but apparently that was not her understanding. I finally found a job. Its not perfect. Its still an hour drive away but the school sounded interesting. For kids who think differently. Really my kind of place. They sent me a contract. I signed it and sent it back with a few questions. Is there any chance for more money? What's the health insurance? Can I make up my vacation days I need during the summer in May? They told me think about for the weekend and message them back on Monday. So I held off replying until Monday. I researched sociacracy which is their underlying belief and I researched the school. I told them their summer program sounded great....sociacracy sounded great and I would still love to work there. Their reply was that was great and they would discuss me at their next meeting and let me know this weekend. So they offered me a job and now they're thinking about it. What the fuck?
Sleep is not happening tonight...I doubt. I don't want to take my pill because I have a doctor's appointment at 8:15 in the morning. My sleep mask does little for me. It's more uncomfortable than anything. I know sleep never happens any more without meds and barely with meds. I slept alright the night I got the job offer. Its just good to know I'm still hire-able. I'm talking to the doc about seeing a psychiatrist. I've seen plenty of psychologists. The last one was a joke. 20 minute appointments and she kept recommending calming apps. Like music and breathing is going to do anything and the Damn dog is barking again. 3am and the dog is barking at shadows...great.
I think I might start going in to more stories over the past few years on here again.
I was actually pretty happy with my current job. If it only payed the bills.
One kid graduated...one kid is out of scholarship money for me...one kids about to be done for the school year...one kid's mom can't get it together....does she think I live at the library? That leaves one child to get me through the next few months...I thought I had some security there but dad was trying to get me fired for Not saying please and thank you enough....