Two Weeks Later

I really should be enjoying this time off. It’s been two weeks since I left my job and it’s been a week since my surgery. I can’t sit still. Life is straight up kicking my ass.

I’ve been to two interviews so far. I’m not getting my hopes up about either of them. But regardless, I’m going to keep applying to jobs that I know won’t destroy my soul…or whatever is left of it.

Even though I’ve been feeling better since the surgery, sometimes I still have to sit down and take a quick break because I start feeling the pain. My husband keeps telling me to just chill and stop doing too much because my body is still healing. He’s right…but, dammit, I’m not used to being unproductive. I have to have a purpose for the day or I’ll be bored and do stupid things like upgrade my phone or buy new highlighter. Or spend $80 on shoes for my daughter which I know she’ll outgrow next month.

I’m also house hunting because my lease is up and JesusTapDancingChrist, rent in this area is too damn much. Also, I don’t really need 1,800 sf because I hate cleaning and there are stairs. So we’re looking into moving into an apartment or a condo which would be easy to keep clean and no stairs. But I deliberately bought a cordless vacuum because of the stairs. Where am I going with this? Oh…yeah, I bought a cordless vacuum to use on the stairs but we’ll be moving to a place without stairs. But I really love my vacuum so I’m keeping it.

So it’s just a waiting game with the job prospects. In the meantime, I did get a new book so hopefully that should keep me occupied. Hopefully.