I'm nursing a nasty cold right now and feel like crap. Yesterday I got a call from my grandson's daycare to come pick him up - he was throwing up all over the place. His momma was working - her car's in the shop for 3 days - and I'm just praying that I don't start tossing my cookies now too.
Youngest daughter left to go back to Massachusetts last night *sigh* and oldest daughter announced Sunday morning that she is engaged. I think I'm happy about this.... Her boyfriend is a nice guy. He treats her well. But he's got a medical disability (some kind of blood disorder) that keeps him from working full time or having a driver's licence. So of course the parent in me is freaking out right now. I want the best for my daughter. I want her to have a good life. But she's 26 and...well....I'm finally realizing that I can't live her life for her. So I'm trying to be supportive. But I can't honestly say that I'm doing the happy dance right now. I'm trusting God has a plan in all of this - because I sure don't!
On the job front - I was supposed to hear back by last Friday. No call. So I called them. And got an answering machine saying that no one was in the office (she was on vacation and would return today.) So I'm waiting till around noon - and then calling again. Can you hear another sigh here followed by a groan? I need a job and the pickings are slim here unless I want to to take a major pay cut and works for peanuts. The health insurance is killing us! My per-diem subbing barely pays the monthly premium.
Today's not a really good day. I need more coffee and some Kleenex. And a job.
I'll be in a better mood tomorrow. I promise.