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Jun. 30th, 2009 01:41 pmYesterday was my first day back at work. I am desperately working all the hours in the world, an unemployment is looming. I am torn between a desperate sense that I would rather be on the dole, sell a kidney, gnaw my own leg off than work in the nursing home again, and the knowledge that living in my parents house as well as being unemployed might actually kill all my self-worth and at least if I'm working full time in the nursing home I will be too tired to be aware of the death of my self-worth.
Anyway. That is basically why I am working all the hours going at the moment. I decided to drive into work yesterday, rather than lug in all my crap and have my lunchtime yoghurt explode all over my library books. It w svery, very foggy, so I hd my lights on. They stayed on throughout my time in work, as I forgot to turn them off. When I went back to my car, I was torn between crying and laughing, and phoned Dad to check if I needed to phone the RAC. He laughed at me for about ten minutes, and advised me to wander around the car park so I could do a push start, or someone with jump cables. I did not do this. I instead went to the taxi rank, and made my lip wobble a bit. It actually worked! They called someone out and everything and did a jump cable start rather than me have to phone up friends and ask them to push my car around and hope it works!
I am an idiot. I know.
Anyway. Car fixed, I headed out to see Transformers 2, which was bloody awful but did include the line 'robots in disguise' so I was happy.
Today, it is very foggy. Heatwave? HA! I have also recieved the first rejection letter (normally I get e-mails) and my compensation cheque through the post. So although I am still unemployed I don't have to feel guilty about stuff like eating. I have cleaning to do today, but I don't think I can be bothered. I have a day off work today and since there is no one in the house for three weeks or so (Susie has left, Katie has gone on holiday) I am going to sit in the living room with my laptop and watch Deep Space Nine. It's the little things, really.
Anyway. That is basically why I am working all the hours going at the moment. I decided to drive into work yesterday, rather than lug in all my crap and have my lunchtime yoghurt explode all over my library books. It w svery, very foggy, so I hd my lights on. They stayed on throughout my time in work, as I forgot to turn them off. When I went back to my car, I was torn between crying and laughing, and phoned Dad to check if I needed to phone the RAC. He laughed at me for about ten minutes, and advised me to wander around the car park so I could do a push start, or someone with jump cables. I did not do this. I instead went to the taxi rank, and made my lip wobble a bit. It actually worked! They called someone out and everything and did a jump cable start rather than me have to phone up friends and ask them to push my car around and hope it works!
I am an idiot. I know.
Anyway. Car fixed, I headed out to see Transformers 2, which was bloody awful but did include the line 'robots in disguise' so I was happy.
Today, it is very foggy. Heatwave? HA! I have also recieved the first rejection letter (normally I get e-mails) and my compensation cheque through the post. So although I am still unemployed I don't have to feel guilty about stuff like eating. I have cleaning to do today, but I don't think I can be bothered. I have a day off work today and since there is no one in the house for three weeks or so (Susie has left, Katie has gone on holiday) I am going to sit in the living room with my laptop and watch Deep Space Nine. It's the little things, really.