  This morning I'm going into work about an hour an a half late. I saw this hiring sign outside this upscale gift/decor shop called Fine Things. They open at 10a and I'm going to be there bright eyed and busy-tailed to see about getting a job. It's been a long time since I've been job hunting. I've never had any problems in the past, but you never know. When I called into TRX this morning to let them know I was coming in late, I talked to one of my more favorite Team Leaders, Carl.
He asked if I was okay. I said yeah and he commented that he knew of my situation. I guess they had a little pow-wow about me. I wonder what was said. I wonder if they think I'm going to come in there all disgruntled one day with a duffel bag. (Fuzzy thoughts) I'm not frustrated in a way like that though.
Just over worked and under paid. In need of a break. David is extra supportive. I'm so appreciate of him. In a way I don't think he knows. Probably because I'm having a hard time showing it because of my gloomy mood.
I've decided not to take the crazy medicine the doc prescribed for me. I know I don't have a chemical imbalance or anything. Although, it's easier to think I do because it's, in a way, an explanation for feeling the way I do. Even still, I'm not taking it. I know I can feel worse and when or if I do...I'll really need something then. Today is Jeannie's first day of work at the all holy Navy Federal that everybody got hired on at.
I'm so curious to hear how that went. I'm excited for her. It sounds like it'll be great. I hope it doesn't have 'a catch', as Gwen put it. It does, kind of, sound too good to be true. Like TRX.
I loved TRX at first. I told myself, "This is it, I can really get comfy here. I'll be here a while". HA!! Ok, I'm going to get ready to drive up to the Fine Things place. Wonder what'll happen.
Probably not too much. That is, even if they still have an opening. We shall see. I feel sick and nervous. 
