Well, today was productive. Sigh. I woke up this morning after getting three hours in. I think I went to bed around one and woke again around four. I did my chores, took out the trash and checked in on my mom when I noticed she was not up already. I was in good moods. I was chattering away for no reason at all.
I told her I was starting to feel a bit better about the idea of trying to get a job. I guess that is the good thing about CP, Neko and Iâ€¦ we seem to really motivate each other to grow a bit more independent and the like so that we will be able to meet. During the night I was thinking about if this endeavor does become successful, then I would be able to see how well I can do handling a job.
If it works out, the benefits would solve the health insurance case. If I cannot perform due to my bipolar drawbacks, then it would lead to possible aid for that. If I am turned down before even getting a foot in, then I will have to try again to get a job elsewhere. Here is hoping though. It would really help to, with how financial complications are as well as the gas prices.
Anyway, I carried out my morning as usual, did the rest of my chores and eventually laid down to take a nap since I would be seeing the doctor at three. I awoke again at twelve and piddled, more or less. Around one or two I helped my brother decide on where to put garden statues and a birdbath he had hauled down here from our old home. My mother is a gardening fiend.
When I realized the time, I went back in and changed into clothes that I considered uncomfortable. Sigh, dressing for the outside world. Such silliness it is. I admit though, I did look good. I actually spent time to dry my hair with a blow dryer. Oh, lord!
My mom came home and we went off for the appointment. We waited for a while and during that time I listened in a bit about Hurricane Katrina. Eventually we went in, I was weighed, I then had my blood pressure taken and then we waited some more.
The doctor was nice. He asked questions, I was uptight, proper and quiet like I usually am in â€œunfamiliarâ€ situations. He checked my breathing, heart, and reflexesâ€¦ all that good stuff. We talked more and finally I was able to leaveâ€¦ to have blood drawn out for blood testing.
My mom got the prescriptions and then we went over to the laboratory center. We waited and then had to wait longer with a woman who direly needed glasses and seemed to be new at her position. It irked my mother apparently. Finally, we are able to go and I got my blood drawn, as did my mother.
I mentioned, like I always do when my blood is taken, that I wished to know my blood type at some point in my life. My mom always finds it poppycock. Well, a man in there made me smile vaguely when he started spouting out the importance of knowing your blood type especially in emergencies. It made me just dandy with how he went on about it.
Anyway, after that we leave to find my mother lost her keys. Much to her or our fortune they were not stolen. She left them where we sat down to wait the first time. She is hopeless sometimes.
We left to head for home and she hoped to stop by City Hall so we could pick up an application about the position. We did not find it, as she had passed too soon or the like. It did not make her happy, but as things go, it turned out for the better. She decided to call to ask when they closed and found that we could simply print an application from online.
My brother was hungry and my mother was thirsty as was I. We decided to go out for food. None of us really agreed until we decided on IHOP. I had never been there before, but as usual, I am game. Besides, if it has pancakes in the name, it had to be something I would like.
We got there, waited a bit, sat down and ordered. I got pancakes. Joy. It had been such a long time since I had some. I was â€œall smilesâ€. Too bad I could only eat two. My mother had an omelette and pancakes and my brother had chicken strips. We talked and had a good time. After that, we parted ways.
The next thing to do was go to Walgreenâ€™s to get the med prescriptions. As I waited, I did the usual. I wandered about the store. I stumbled on a section with really cheep things. In there, I saw small beanie animals and ended up grabbing three. My mom saw and found something she fell in love with as well. When the meds were ready, we grabbed them and headed for the grocery store.
We spent forever in there it seems. We got the usual things, minus perishables. My motherâ€™s need for candles took up some time. What really took up time though was trying to find matches. Happily, I found where the charcoal was and we grabbed a big package and hightailed for the checkout lanes.
When we got home, I unpacked and put up. My mother was looking into the application on the city website. After getting into some comfortable clothes, thank god, she called me to fill out the application she printed out. We worked on that and now I am finally sitting down to get a breather. Yay.
Here is hoping. It would be good if I get the job, but I have many things against me from what I would believe. I am rather young â€“ pretty much the age of a person just starting his or her first semester in college â€“ and I have no working experience. What I do have on my side though is the time for a fulltime job and the experience of being an aide and a volunteer for a high school library.
It would be a good thing. Just through this I have come to decide that as long as I know my abilities, then I will have a better idea of what sort of foundation, if any, I have to work with to hopefully survive in his world.
After tomorrow, I am going two hours northeast to see my brother and father. On Saturday, I will finally get a freaking haircut after all this time, and I might get some pants in case I get an interview or such. All I have are pants that are, at newest, two years old.
I feel tired a bit. If CP or Neko get on tonight, I hope it is soon.
~The Tired Vampire Sheep