Please say this is rock bottom....

That way the only way to go is up. Still no hits on the job front, everyday I apply and everyday there's no answer, is there anybody out there? I will be getting my last unemployment checks this month and if a job doesn't come soon we maybe looking at being homeless. Just to clarifly thanks to my family not on the streets homeless, but rather not having our own dwelling homeless. I've never felt so terrified or helpless than I do right now. Sometimes I even try to think up wacky inventions that you know someone out there will want, you know like the Snuggy, when you think about it, it's really just a longer backwards robe but it has made it's creator millions. Maybe I should stand outside with the day laborers, I could paint, or drill, I may not be able to lift what the guys can, but I'm desperate. It's funny I never really did look down on the homeless, in my mind I knew lots of them were people who were once right where I am now, but I have to say I have a whole new respect for these people, because this kick down is bad enough I can't imagine truly having nowhere to go but the street or a tent. It's absolutely terrifying. What is a person to do? I'm at the point now where if I was to have an interview I may not be able to stop myself from begging for the job. What's most sad to me is the fact that like many others, I'm an honest, smart, decent, trustworthy, clean, hard working person, I just can't seem to catch a break. So for any of you out there who ever think the jobless or the homeless are just lazy think again, because I'm here to tell you- I want to work so bad I'd do anything short of slit my throat to land a job as I'm sure would many others. I'm just glad I don't have children, but there are many out there who do and I truly feel for them. I know this must all sound like a sob story or me feeling sorry for myself, but really it's just the thoughts that pass through my mind. In my heart of hearts I feel like things will get better sooner or later I'm just really hoping and trying for the sooner.

Better late than never..it could be worse, I think???

Well I haven't blogged in a little bit and the reasoning is a lot was going on, but now I get to fill you in.  Where to start, I'm trying to remember which bit of hell happened first, oh okay,  first my computer totally crashed, and I was without a computer for a day and then had to spend another couple of days revamping my system since it was brought back to what it was like when I first purchased it (3 years ago), so I had to reinstall my virus software, put some of my chronically used files back on, delete all the crap I don't use resetup my Internet, etc.  Sooooo not fun. Then I got into a fender bender (the words car accident seem harsh for what happened). I was leaving a store on a one way two lane street that has parking on either side, I was driving straight in the left lane when someone who coming out of one space on the far right wanted to come straight across the road to grab a spot on the far left and just slammed into me. Nice.  So my passenger side has a dent behind the the front wheel accompanied by deep embedded scratches that go down the whole length of the car. Good news and grateful news is that I was not harmed or hurt in any manner, nor the other driver. Then you know all the garbage that goes along with that calling the insurance company, trying to get an estimate for damage, blah, blah, blah. So that night after the accident I went to a barbecue and proceeded to get drunk (I don't drink often and I thought I deserved it after the day I had), and I succeeded, but while I was all numb and giggly, I neglected to notice the mosquitos that were feasting on my feet and ankles. This wouldn't be such a bad thing for most, but I have a reaction to mosquito bites that causes them to look more like huge welts and swell, so with the numerous bites, besides the incessant itching that made my feet and ankles feel like they were on fire for days I also looked like I had cankles, I couldn't see the bones in my ankles for 3 days and wearing any type of shoes was just torturous. Fun. Oh but wait I'm not finished. As previously posted we have had a problem with bugs in my apartment, particularly moths, flies, beetles, and silverfish, well the spray you buy so you can do it yourself had not worked and we were seeing bugs everyday, and after weeks of this (being a person who hates/fears bugs with a passion) I was starting to go a little crazy. Literally. After persistent bitching at my husband to speak to the landlord about getting an exterminator, my last straw was finding beetles on my bed for the third time. Now before I go on, let me give you a small bit of back story/ venting. My husband has a thing for reptiles and such, and even though I have been very good about letting this stuff in the house even though it kinda creeps me out, it has been fine, until he made a tank with live plants, which created a small I guess you'd call them a fruit fly population. These flies are attracted to the air you breathe out so we have the initial bug problem and them to add insult to injury I have flies flying up my nose from this tank he created. So when I found a beetle on my bed for the third time, (and after jumping out of my skin 20 times a day for weeks) I had had it. I left my home and went to stay with my family. My husband went to the landlord the next day to ask for an exterminator, and he took down the tank that was causing the flies (while doing this he found the fly nest and was surprised to learn how many their actually were, I told you so dear). Funny enough, the landlord and the woman in the apartment downstairs were also having a problem with the same bugs so they were all too happy to get an exterminator. It took a week and a half after getting estimates for different pest companies and finding ones that were pet friendly, the other tenant has a dog, but they came to spray and do whatever they do to rid the pests on Friday and I have now moved back into my (I'm happy to say) pest free home. So it's been eventful, just wish they were more happy events, but hey it could be worse right? I just keep reminding myself of that. It could definitely be worse.