I am at home, and Punk is not here. She is at child care. SO WEIRD. I am on the bed using the computer and I keep waiting for her to wake up from her nap, because that's usually when I am on the bed using the computer (or the couch, your pick). I have a job interview this afternoon, which means it's Punk's first time doing all-day child care. And the first time Jen had to drop her off. Jen was sad. :(
I am still sick. I feel groggy and I think the runny nose is coming. Bleh. Punk had it, then Jen, now me. The curse of child care, I guess. Hopefully I don't look doped up at my interview.
I am REALLY scared I won't make nearly enough to make paying $50/day in child care even remotely worth it. If I make what I made at my last job, it will give me about $1000/month after child care. Ugh. That's hardly enough to do ANYTHING.
I am still sick. I feel groggy and I think the runny nose is coming. Bleh. Punk had it, then Jen, now me. The curse of child care, I guess. Hopefully I don't look doped up at my interview.
I am REALLY scared I won't make nearly enough to make paying $50/day in child care even remotely worth it. If I make what I made at my last job, it will give me about $1000/month after child care. Ugh. That's hardly enough to do ANYTHING.
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Date: 2008-04-29 01:55 pm (UTC)