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California Round 8 Day 53. WE hit the triple digits and will remain in this temp range for the next 4 to 4 1/2 months. With the exception of the wee hours of the morning, this is a hot house. Not a sauna, cause there is no moisture in the air. Just a basic HOT HOUSE. I have been down for the count with a cough that is starting to bring up blood. My head is throbbing and my ribs feel like they are broken. I was going to go to the dentist to get some much needed attention only to find one hour prior to the appointment that I am not covered under my husband's plan through his job and there is no explanation. Last night I think he finally broke. This morning he looked like a beaten man heading out the door. We are broke. And I mean flat broke because I haven't found anything, not even the Starbuck's job because I guess they want me healthy and not hacking on customers. It's a vicious circle. My attempts to seek medical attention have fallen into the same situation as the dental insurance. I feel invisible. We spent one day last week in the company of my ex-husband. What an experience. I had personal things of his that needed to be returned and since he was here in state for a few days we made the trip to hand deliver the items. Personal stuff. Keepsakes from his times overseas, attaboy awards that somehow got left with me. Pictures of him in his college days and early parts of his military career. The first words out of his mouth were to explain to me why I am not entitled to any part of the miitary retirement, which was news to me. I guess that explains why I'm not receiving the $223 for my 20 years of support and assistance. I just wanted to cry. Hubby sat across from ex-Hubby and they seemed to square off very quietly but were friendly toward each other. Later I talked to my daughter who told me that the ex called her while we were on the way and told her that he was so nervous he was afraid he would throw up. That he didn't know what to expect. That man knew me for 21 years. What on earth did he think I was going to do??? Whatever. It was an odd sensation. It's the first time I had laid eyes on him in over 4 years. He has aged. Very much. He was going to be picking up his wife later that night so that they could spend Mother's Day with my children. Well, that explains why all my kids told me they were going to be 'working' on Sunday and were real sorry they wouldn't be able to see me. Sadly they didn't all get together on their stories, or maybe he deliberately let the cat out of the bag about it, cause he's just like that. I got a call last night from a nice young lady who wants to set up an interview for early next week. YAY! I had to apologize for my raspy voice because I have a tadly bit of laryngitis from this cough. She said she has the same - Central Vallergies, we called it. I promised her I would bring her some sugar-free cough drops next week. I have no clue what the job is, nor can I remember what company it is for, but the fact is it just doesn't matter. She said it's heavy office needs. Yeah I can do that. When she asked me to name a compensation rate for her I had to be honest and say that anything over $0.05 an hour was alot more than I was making now. She laughed. Asked me questions about New England and why was I all the way out here. I told her I am still waiting for a revelation in that department. She laughed again. Asked me how I feel about boring work. I said that nothing could be as boring as morning television or talking to a dog that thinks I'm crazy. She said she would call her boss and let him know that she was setting up an interview. Said he gave her this task and gave it an 'immediate' need label, then went out of town. I told her it seems to me that she was doing a darn good job on her own and that obviously the boss was superfluous and she should put him on notice. She said she likes my attitude. I guess that's good. So right now I am waiting for a phone call to see when I go in. I love my Hubby. Dearly and completely. I have to get better so he feels better. THis is no time to be weak and sick. |
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 5/16/2008 2:07 pm |
yes, no time to be sick, go and get that job 
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