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Thursday, March 16, 2006

Hi!

I just got back from Bartow County. My son finally came over and took me to the probation meeting that had been scheduled for next Tuesday. Since I had a ride today, I called to ask if I could come today and not pay them and they said that I could. I have got to find a job...and soon.

I've put in applications everywhere I've gone and not one of them has called me back. Here I sit with a college degree and I can't find a minimum wage job. This is ridiculous. I wouldn't turn down a job cleaning up after dogs right now and I can't even find a job doing that.

There are only so many places within walking distance and I've pretty much hit most of them already. I guess I'll go out tomorrow and hit the rest of the ones that I can walk to before the weekend. If I can get a ride to my friend's house this weekend, I can work for her for four hours each day. I will probably end up staying there for a lot more than 4 hours waiting for rides but 4 hours pay is more than nothing so I can't bitch much. I'd like to, I'm just not in a position to do it.

Somehow, I missed the Jehovah's Witnesses. They came to my house and left some literature on the step. I never heard anyone knock on the door so I don't know when that happened. Then, when I was at the probation meeting, the dog ate the literature so I couldn't read it if I wanted to.

When I came home, I put the dog outside (before I saw the mess he made with the Jehovah's Witness literature in the living room). I was standing in the kitchen and he stood up at the kitchen window to beg me to let him in but I had found the mess by then. I grabbed a handful of the papers he had eaten and showed them to him and he ran away from the window. I don't understand that dog, he knows what he's doing is wrong but he does it anyway. Last night when I walked into the living room and looked down at the mini-blinds that he had eaten, he bolted out of the room before I even had a chance to yell at him.

Oooh...I just caught a gnat. I hope they aren't angels. If so, I just killed one.

I keep feeling as though I haven't accomplished anything. I have to spend so much time taking care of the terms of my probation that I don't know how I'd find the time to work if I had a job. That's going to be a problem at some point, isn't it? I hadn't even thought about that. As if it isn't bad enough that I can't drive, I don't have the TIME to work. Something's got to give here and soon.

I wonder what people with regular jobs say when they have to go to their probation meetings? I hadn't even thought of that little treat yet. I've never worked a regular hour job in my life. As a nurse, we work such odd hours that I could go to probation meetings 5 times a week and no one would ever know about it. But, now that I think about it, most jobs do a background check and I would be found out whether I liked it or not. Oh well. I guess that's what happens when you brake the law.

There's a tag inside of my pants that is ABSOLUTELY driving me insane so I have to take them off. Of course, I'll have to put something else on and all of my clothes are in the other room so I have to go now.

I'll be back later!

Meg

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