Today, for the second day in a row, I have a sick child at home. He kept complaining about his belly hurting for the last few days. Yesterday was the fever. Today is the fun stuff. He has about 2 more hours to feel better before I take him into the Dr.
Yesterday was my day to find a job. I went to a few places in San Antonio, I put a few miles on my car. I went everywhere. There were a few places I couldn't find due to my navigator being... fractious. At one point when Lola told me "My destination was on the right", I looked over and to my right was a train, going down a track. On the left was a golf course. The Medical Spa I was trying to find was no where in the vicinity. That happened a few times yesterday. The funnest place I went to was one of my first choices while searching online. Let's just say, I was heading down the interstate and I realized "Lola" was taking me straight to the Inner City. I know that seems weird for San Antonio, but there is a few blocks of Inner City happening down there. It is bizarre. So I pull into the parking lot, which was dirt and rocks and pot holes, and there was a Teen Pregnancy and STD center. Next to that was a baby item store, an OBGYN and then the Medical Spa. Oh and the little center shared a parking lot with some sort of bus depot thing. So I get that having an OBGYN in the same place as a Medical Spa is pretty cool, but I have instincts and my instincts told me that if I ended up working there that one day after work I would go to the parking spot I parked my car in and it would be gone. It may be the nicest place in the world to work, but I'm not that desperate, yet!
I am hoping to get a call back from one of the places I put my resume in at. It is a cute little place, in my favorite part of town, close to my house and next to my favorite coffee shops in San Antonio. I hope I get a call. I have never prayed so much in my life for something.
I am not having much of a sense of humor lately. I am tired. I think I have a bug. I have been emotional and tired. I will have a fun story Friday, though, because I have to have a mammogram. Those always seem to bring out the humor in everyone. Hopefully by then my "Children of the Candy Corn" will be feeling better.
I have to run. The number 2 "Children of the Corn" will be home from school soon. I hope his back pack is empty. He informed me the other day that he would like a pet cock roach. Ugh. I can tell you all right now, Pet Cock Roaches are not in my future. Hedge Hogs, Guinea Pigs, Hamsters, Chickens.... NOT COCK ROACHES.
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