I couldn't type this weekend.
I was laid off. Me. Seems strange still to say it even though I've had since Friday to let it sink in. I wasn't the only one, wasn't the first one, and probably won't be the last one.
Now I'm left to decide a lot of things. Mostly if I want to work at Hardee's because they are hiring. I really don't. I'm not one for smelling a lot of grease, and I can't stand bugs. ugh I guess I could get a can of Raid.
I have three starving little kitties to feed. Two of them have perfected the Guilt Trip to a World Class level. One of them can tell time, and the other can knock every item off every surface in the house, timed every 5 minutes until I suddenly remember that it's time to feed them.
I have to find a job, though there's nothing better I can imagine than hanging out on the couch surrounded by my little starving children. Nothing at all.
Just had a great thought - If I go work at Hardee's, my kittehs can has cheezburgerz!
Well, Milkshake now has hyperthyroidism.
5 years ago
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Praying for a Christmas miracle for you. I wish there was something profound that I could say, but everything just sounds lame.
I heart you! Hugs!
Sandy
*hugs* I'm so sorry!! I too shall pray that something better comes along for you..
cause frankly I believe your kitties could take you out, and that would not be pretty..
LOL thanks Ladies! And I do believe you are correct Connie!
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