Monday, May 30, 2022

Sketches of a Bipolar Girl: What's New Pussycat?

 

Okay, so it's been quite a while. I've been busy of sorts. Also, I haven't been doing much creative writing. My book is woefully behind. I finished chapter 1, but am having a hard time getting motivated for chapter 2. I guess I will try to write the next few days, of course, that may change. Depends on my job situation. 

So, I've been looking for another job the past month or so. I've had something like 6 interviews. I've ALMOST gotten 2 jobs. The one at PetSmart couldn't accommodate me. I only wanted to work the desk at the pets hotel, but they wanted me to also sit with the dogs in the play room, which would mean breaking up any fights. Get in the middle of a dog fight?! No thanks. The other job was at Blue Pearl as vet receptionist again. Sounded great, I was all set, but I guess I didn't pass their background check or something, because as of now, I haven't heard a peep. I did get an offer from Delta Dental, fulltime, $17 an hour and full benefits. I accepted it. I offered to stay with my current job until they find someone, but they told me no, and that the 4th would be my last day. I was a little perturbed. 

I have another phone interview with Walmart on Wednesday afternoon to be a Care Host, which is a Patient Rep to check in patients, verify benefits etc. I don't know why I took  the meeting, I guess I want to see if it pays more than Delta, and offer better benefits. It probably will with my luck. 

I still have not won the lottery, although I'm still trying. It was $135 million last time I checked. I need it, because I'm getting deeper into the financial hole. Everything is past due and one account went to collection. Also, someone sideswiped my car on Friday the 27th. I was minding my own business when this woman changed lanes. The police were called and I didn't get a ticket. I'm filing with my insurance company. My deductible is not that much. I'm hoping I can get it fixed soon. I don't know where the $500 for my deductible is coming from, but I am somehow optimistic that everything will work out. 

I guess I do that a lot. I don't think I'm living in a fantasy land. I just am putting out there  for Jesus to take care of everything. I'm feeling pretty good. My meds are  still  the same. I'm somewhat stable. I am not having as much trouble sleeping as before. I'm not as anxious either. I started a vitamin regime, so I have more energy and focus. But, I am having heart palpitations which is new, because they are happening for no apparent reason. I saw the doctor, and they had me wear a Halter Monitor for 48 hours, but no one seems to have the results yet. That either means they lost them, or I'm fine. I'm still having them, and it's sometimes accompanied by shortness of breath and dizziness with the occasional pain. I could be having a bunch of little heart attacks. At which time, I want my sister to sue them if I should drop dead. 

Mickey has finally gotten her shit together. Mostly, she's not here. She got herself a girlfriend, so she spends most of her time with her. She's still an incredible narcissist, but at least she's not here making anyone uncomfortable. She and Erica have called a truce of sorts. They aren't friends anymore, but they are civil to each other. 

Well, that's all. I'll find out about my heart tomorrow I guess, I have to call again. Ciao for now. - B

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