Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Impressive Resume...

I get that when people call for interviews. You have a very impressive resume. Well, that's all well and good... but why don't you hire me? I understand that I'm only qualified to teach, but that isn't an option any more.

I know the position is *insert the appropriate information here*, But I need to work. Hire me, please!

Saturday, December 26, 2009

T'was the day after Christmas and all though the apartment...

Well, it's 11 an we've all defiantly stirred. We're spending the morning applying to jobs before we head over to the old place to grab a few boxes of stuff.

We're at a point where there's a lot to do, and at the same time, we're almost done. I know.... weird. It's down to the little stuff.

Christmas was anti-clamatic. We did the Kelley family tradition of having Perogies on Christmas eve, then had a guest for Christmas day.

One of the high points of the season was Christmas Eve service at church. It kind of inspired me to try to become more active in the church. To explore my faith further.

Now, to finish the move, and to find employment. That's the one piece of the puzzle that I'm missing.

Friday, December 18, 2009


Today is the day. The apartment will be ready after 4pm. I get to see the space, see how much we can move in, and sign papers. 90% of my stuff is packed.. heck, it never got unpacked. I have a few hours of packing to do now. Tossing books and DVD's into boxes and all. I'm taking the clothes from my closet, throwing them across the back seat and driving them over. Dresser drawers, full of clothes, ill be moved, the rest of the clothes go into trash bags.

*headesk* I feel so unprepared. I don't know where to begin!

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Millions of people do this every day

Half of all marriages end in divorce. Millions of people lose their jobs and are forced to scramble to make end meet. I'm one of those millions.

In April, I realized that I was seriously unhappy. I had been trying to not be like so many more before me, getting out of a marriage. I wanted to make it work. Then suicide seemed to be a better option than staying. That's when I made the decision to get out.

In February I decided to stop fighting with my job, and resign. June found me jobless, hopeless an living in my Best Friend's basement.

This journal is to chronicle my struggles, my pain and my triumphs.