Ok, so every Wednesday is payday. The money comes in, the money goes out, and then some. Oh well.
So, I've now passed my 11th month unemployed. Sheesh! It just seems like I've never ever worked. I can't remember anymore what the routine was like, what I did on a daily basis, what the crises were all about, who I was in my work. I just know who I am now; a slightly accomplished, creative homemaker, waking up every morning with a thought in my head that I'm forgetting to do something as I slog through my routine.
It's either Alzheimers or my mind is hoping to get back to work.
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