A Day of Rest... Kinda

Today I awoke at 5: 30 am. If you could call it awake. I could see that it was time to get up but my body did not register it as such and so I fell back asleep. I then awoke at 11 pm to find that I was indeed in my bed and not at Camp Pendleton where I should be to start the application process for another job. Jenny was also not thinking correctly this morning and failed to wake me, and thus left me. -__-

Why do I need to find another job? Well because I got let go of my last one on Friday.

Why so soon? You were only there for a month?! 

Well it’s because I wasn’t physically fit for the job and it was a mutual agreement between me and the boss. Sure I’m a bit upset about it, but I can’t deny how much I hated the job. How much I hated not having time to do what I wanted. How exhausted I was everyday and how it was making me physically ill to the point that I missed an entire week. I missed that week because I had the beginnings of an ulcer due to my worrying so much. That was a week ago and it still hurts from time to time. Especially when I eat acidic foods like oranges and things that give me heartburn like pizza T^T Oh how I love both of those. Even though I ate half of a Pizza Hut Pizzon (pepperoni) last night. Yes I’m still paying for it a bit.

So I got up and vacuumed, did some of the laundry, and went over to Vons (which is right outside my gate) and asked if they were hiring. I had already sent in an application before I got my last job, but I didn’t get a position. I wasn’t going to try again but Jenny informed me that the staff is going on strike soon and that they would be hiring. I didn’t want to go and join Vons when such drama was going down, but hell I need a job. So I bit my cheeks and drove over to Vons. 

Why did you drive? You said it was right outside of the gate.

Because Jenny took my gate key and it’s a really long fucking walk in the hot sun through the front gate and around to Vons. So I drove my lazy ass. When I got there they told me they weren’t hiring because of the strike and so I just went and did some shopping. Though Jenny did the basic shopping yesterday, getting milk, creamer for her coffee, and the like. She also got me the one pop tart that I despise. I tried eating one before I went and managed to force it down. Nasty shit. Blech!

So I got some snacks (no pop tarts, I forgot), some Abba Zabbas (the most amazing candy in the world), and some Halloween cards with a few other things. Some of my friends will be getting a card with a surprise inside. No, not candy. 

I was also afraid this morning when I woke up because I realized that Stef, my sister’s husband, had to have seen me in bed and realized I wasn’t going to work. I hadn’t told him I got let go. I was afraid to. Though it seems that Jenny had told him and explained it to him. He wasn’t mad, but he does think that I’m just waiting on a phone call from Human Recourses on Camp Pendleton. Great right? -__- When I haven’t even reapplied yet.*sigh* Oh well.

Well here’s to a restful day when I can just sit and relax. Good thing too. My hips are killing me and I don’t want to go get adjusted… I guess I better get up and go.

I got lots more to talk about, but I’ll leave this for now. I’ll post more tomorrow or the next day.