Man. I am in a mood.
I feel like I have a sinus headache, like my wisdom teeth are putting pressure on my mouth, like I gave up caffeine 30 hours ago, like I am trying to explain the internet to an 80 year old, like I am explaining a bounced check to James Warren and like my car won't start at 4 am. All rolled up in one.
Let's play catch-up. NM was great. Wonderful.
I came home to frustration & pain-in-the-ass-ness that hasn't really let up.
I interviewed for an HR position with Hospice in Hillsborough County Monday morning. Technically the job is in Temple Terrace, which is a suburb on the other side of Tampa. They would only pay in the high 30s, so the bridge everyday would just be a waste of time, money, everything. So I would move. I don't want to live in Tampa, and I really don't want to live in a strip-mall suburb of Tampa. But a girl's gotta do.
I've seen Debby twice & that's been good. I saw her on Tuesday morning. Tuesday night, Debby called & told me that another one of her clients had told her that Franklin Templeton would be hiring 15 people at the job fair the next day. Interviewing on the spot.
Also that night Allie shamed me into calling pwc & finding out what was going on.
While I was at the job fair I got 2 messages on my phone. Hospice wants to interview me in person Friday morning & pwc said they were making an offer to an internal candidate sometime soon. Since my third interview with them was a month ago, I can't even work up the energy to give a $h!t anymore.
Also I got an interview with Franklin Templeton & they are sending me for typing & writing samples this afternoon. If I do well on those, I'm in for the 2/14 class. That job pays a whopping 27. I cannot remember the last time I made that kind of money. But there would be insurance, etc. And I could stay in St Pete ('cause they are in St Pete).
I talked to Florida Unemployment on Wednesday morning. The rep I talked to told me that I could reapply in April to have my Q3 2010 earnings counted in my calculation (which I needed to qualify). I told her that I needed to talk with her supervisor. After keeping me on hold for 7 minutes she said that she would put me through, but he would say the same thing. He told me that if I reapplied on Wednesday, I should have a positive determination by the middle of next week.
Wendy is renovating her guest cottage for rental. It will be ready in 3 weeks. $700/month rent includes all utilities. It's tiny, but I am good with that. I'm not trying to get her to hold it for me & I will look around. Also, she lives 2 blocks away, so the move would be easy-peasy.
I'm just going to have to make some decisions.
Today is James Warren's birthday. I do not know what I owe him anymore. He kidnapped my passport & birth certificate. He mailed them to Mexico, so I could visit Mexico when I was there. He was annoyed that I did not call & notify or thank him for sending them. He also sent 12 or 15 messages ranting that I didn't sent him a Christmas greeting.
And now it is his birthday. And Thursday. We talk on Thursdays.
I called & left a message on his voicemail. He has always called back. I really wish he wouldn't.
Johnny was supposed to send the divorce paperwork to James to complete & send back on Monday. And once James completes, notarizes & returns the paperwork, I will go to court & the divorce will be complete within 2 weeks. The only information I can get out of Johnny is that he has not talked to James.
I really hate all of the men in my life. (Not my dad, but he doesn't count)
