I Forget How Days Work

No luck finding anything so far for work. I might start going crazy.

If I don't leave the house soon I'll be needing one of these to help my crazies

The problem with being unemployed is that I forget what day it is. Because when you don't have anywhere to go, every day is Saturday. Saturday used to be my favorite day, but when every day is the same day I get Saturday overload.

It's like that movie Groundhog Day, but worse because Bill Murray and groundhogs aren't included. But also better because I don't have to wake up to Sonny and Cher and because I don't know exactly what my day will be like- I appreciate little surprises. Like guessing how many bills or telemarketer calls I'll get that day or seeing how many levels of my video game I can master. Ahhh, this is the life.

For now I suppose I should just enjoy all of the time I get to spend with my husband...

haha, nope.

Tried to type that without laughing and it didn't work.