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My Life Thus Far
2008-01-09 03:46:50 (UTC)

Band-aid On A Bullet Wound

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I don't have a lot of time to write tonight. Snookums
wants me to come to bed early tonight. Lord knows I could
use the rest. I didn't have the best day (even though it
was my day off) and I'm drained because of it. I have my
horridly out of control finances to thank for that, but I
don't feel like talking about it. Why wallow in it if it
isn't going to change things... Wow. That was a lot of 2
letter words in a row. Anyhow. Gen helped me out
immensely, but really it's a band-aid on a bullet wound as
far as everything goes. Maybe I should sell a kidney on
the black market. The right one. It's the one with the
stones, but I don't have to tell the organ-pimp in India
that.

Kiki and I went to coffee and lunch with Gen, Sam and
Cyrus. It was nice getting out for something other than
work and it made the idea of quitting my job not seems
quite so scary. Both Jason, his mother and even Navy
Relief think I shouldn't work. With 3 children in daycare,
I'd have to go back into dental assisting full-time. Which
would be okay, if I didn't hate doing it. Since that is
the case, it's more fiscally responsible for me to be
(dare I say it) a housewife. We'd save $700 a month on
daycare, even with the loss of my income we'd still be
better off, because we paid more in daycare than I made.
Even working Monday-Friday, morning to evening. Because,
lets face it, retail is not a lucrative business for the
lowly shop girl. The cashe of working at Victoria's Secret
is fleeting. It isn't glamorous if you knew the other
girls that work there. Yeah, they're selective, but for
the pedigree of retail experience they require, they don't
pay well, which makes the job attractive only to those who
can afford to PAY to work (like I used to be able to) and
the college girl that works for spending money, but is
mainly supported by her parents. I don't think I'm ready
to put in my two weeks notice just yet, but with the
impending birth of the last Allen baby, I'll have to
accept that the time is going to come eventually.

I'd better go now. Snookie bought me ice cream and I want
to eat it before it melts. Ice cream. An inexpensive
luxury. Ciao for now.




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