Well, I don’t know were to begin.
I really don’t need to harp about me quitting my job in April.
It was a private conversation between my manager and me, I’ve already told about.
Well, things are getting pushed to SHIT.
I’m on disqualification for my UI because I quit without just cause. So I have no money to help with the bills at the house.
AVON which I’m a part of is not making money needed to pay bills.
My back is starting to hurt and this stress of no income is starting to effect everything. My health, my husband’s health and work, my daughter, and the pets.
Our tempers are flaring and panic is sounding its trumpet.
I guess there are some good things that have gone on since I quit.
I’m able to have a dog. I’m able to have some rest. And of course the house is cleaner.
I guess if I was at the studio all this hot summer I may have not made it. I was taking blood pressure meds that make you sensitive to heat. My heart was hurting from the stress.
The studio was right as you come in on the grocery side at Wal-mart right by the big inside doors. No air or no heat, just a fan or a heater. And now there is a rule that you can’t have either.
Blogging about this has helped me think a little. I’m just in need of something.
I know that I could make more money creating art portrait sketches. It is just hard when no one, I mean, no one have any money to spend.