Fate Blows
by , 06-23-2007 at 01:21 PM (1434 Views)
1. I didn't get the job.
2. My transfer to dayshift at Walmart fell through.
Consequently, my son has been shipped off to see my brother for a week. Then he'll return to my parents in VA. It'll be another two months until I see him.
3. I injured my back processing a 2100 piece truck. I couldn't sleep for the first two nights because of pain. I had to go home the following day though I can't afford it. I've used Ibuprofren, a massager, a heating pad, Thermocare and stretching and 3 days later, I still hurt.
I can't go to the doctor because I have no medical insurance.
4. My hands have been bothering me for some time, but the pain is getting ridiculous. Don't know if it's carpel tunnel from picking up boxes or typing or both, but I have a perpetual shot of pain/numbness in both hands. Consequently I have been unable to write (take notes) for my teacher's certificate. I've been doing alot of cutting/pasting and printing to try and work around it, but that also hurts. Typing this hurts as well.
5. Still not published. Have given up trying. At this point, I'm willing to give the novel to someone - anyone off the street. "Here take it; it's yours. Put your name on it; you can have all the money and fame that comes from its publication." IF any of you guys want a complete novel to publish for yourself, let me know. I'll send you everything I have, no strings attached.
6. My new friend is driving me crazy. He calls and talks for an hour, not letting me get a word in edgewise. He doesn't have a literary/creative mind, so usually he's feeding me facts on how motorcycles work, or discussing the logistics of governmental contractual agreements etc. I also don't like talking on the phone - at all. I'm not interested but I am pretending to be because I am supposed to want to be interested in him, because normal women would be interested in him; most women would want him for themselves.
See, I knew God was still mad at me. He just wanted me to come out of my corner so he could beat me again.
The one highlight of the week occured last night at work. A child was lost and the parents were searching everywhere (calling her by name so I knew her name). A customer in another section pointed out a little girl who was wandering around alone (maybe 2 or 3 years old). I went up to her, calling her name, and picked her up. She whined just slightly, but I reassured her I was taking her to her mom, and kids sort of know instinctively that I love them I think, so she gave me a big smile and let me carry her around till we found her parent.
The sensation I experienced upon finding her and then returning her was absolute exstasy. For about five minutes, I was Holden's Catcher.



