Wow, it’s been a rough week. A short recap of the previous two months – I lost my job, was diagnosed with situational depression (fun symptoms like heart palpitations, trouble breathing, nausea, headaches, inability to focus), and haven’t been able to find a new job yet, I’m flat broke, and continuing my health insurance costs $834 per month. Fortunately I live with my mother, but that opens a whole new can of anxiety worms because I don’t want to be a mooch and screw up her finances. Basically pretty awful, although there have been bright quilting moments here and there. So what makes the past week so rough? Let’s see, there’s my second bladder infection in a month, being refused a job because I worked for the company briefly seventeen years ago, and, oh yeah, having my unemployment claim denied. Pretty much solid anxiety symptoms for the past four days straight. When it rains, it pours.
On the plus side, I’m plugging away at the sample quilt for the pattern I’m writing. I notified the temp agency that I’d take anything they had to offer. I’m looking into short term health insurance that will be a LOT less expensive. And I’m sending out another round of resumes. This time I’m not restricting myself to good to potentially great jobs, but shooting them out for anything that I might qualify for.
My cousin keeps telling me that there IS a light at the end of the tunnel, and eventually I’ll see it. The pessimist in me silently replies, “Oh, Lord, I hope it isn’t a train.”