I just, like 12 minutes ago, accepted a job at the vegan bakery. This is a dream, I really must be dreaming.
There’s been so much going on and I’ve been so overwhelmed and disconnected-as-safeguarding from it all that I haven’t been able to write it down.
1. I quit my job because I’m sick and mentally ill and they were awful about it - but that’s misleading: I quit on the Thursday morning before a Friday afternoon disciplinary meeting after which I certainly would have been fired.
2. I was able to quit my job because my husband makes enough money to temporarily support us both and I don’t know what I did to deserve this but I thank everything there is to thank every day that I’m so fucking lucky.
3. I’ve interviewed with a pet store, a locally run printing company, and a vegan bakery, in the last two days. I’m excited and nervous and I don’t want to talk about the last time I received excellent customer service ever again. I’ll know by Tuesday if I have a job.
4. A vet is coming tomorrow at 7pm to put down our elderly cat Eugene. He has a tumor beneath his tongue and eating is painful; eating and sleeping are his favorite things, so we think it’s time. He’s going to die here and I’m glad of that, but otherwise it’s just terrible and I wish I could protect him from the ravages of time but I can’t and I’m sorry.