This is going to be a relatively depressing post. Brace yourselves, because I'm pretty depressed right now.
I'm in Indiana. I'm supposed to be on vacation, a seasonal, christmas vacation. I lost my job for this vacation. I lost my job. my job. You know, I actually liked my job. I liked what I did. I was good at it. I worked hard at it. Jordan doesn't even care. For all he's concerned, I can just pick up a new job anywhere and whenever I want to. Hello. I don't have an education. I have a high school diploma and virtually no job history. What the fuck kind of place is going to hire me???? ugh. So Indiana. This was supposed to be so fucking awesome. Until I got sick. On CHRISTMAS. I'm lying in bed, literally wanting to die because my throat is on fire and my sinuses are swollen so bad, I feel like my head's going to explode,and my husband leaves my sorry ass at my parents house to go do his own thing. Wait no no no, the sad part about all of this is that I am feeling slightly better today, and I thought that I was going to go out to eat tonight and that I was going to go see a movie or something, something nice, sweet and romantic, just the two of us....apparently it was just me. Jordan forgot. Fucking forgot.
This is my goddamn life, isn't it? Isn't it just fucking fantastic???
That sucks... He should know better!
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