After 6 years of marriage, my husband's Muscular Dystrophy diagnosis and subsequent physical decline, my gastric bypass surgery, depression, and apparent infertility, this is where I find my new normal.
I had an interview yesterday that went really, really well. It's for a job with Big Bank Company's home mortgage department insurance call center. I want it but may not get it because of my school schedule. They need someone 10-7 Monday through Thursday and 9-6 on Friday. I have to be at school by 6 on Monday. Arg. Either way, I find out today. If you are a praying kind of person, please pray I get this job. Thanks!
Welcome. My name is Amy. I am married to a hunky guy named Bob. We live in Minneapolis with our 3(you read that right) cats and 1 crazy dog. This is my space to rant, write, whine, and work things out in my brain. Your comments are welcome as long as you are not a troll and don't leave assvice. Read on!