We've had hail three times this week - my plants are shredded.
I've spent the last week and a half doing housework, writing resumes, and watching a Six Feet Under marathon. The SFU is something that always pulls me out of whatever problems I'm having at the moment, thank god.
I've applied at several places but can't call because the listing states "only those selected for the interview process will be contacted", although I did call the oxygen supply company. The manager was harried and barely wanted to speak to me.
"Where'd you send it? The resume?"
"They haven't communicated to me in a week."
"Would you like me to send it on to you?" I asked. "Do you have a few moments now?"
"No, I'm too busy. Send it to me though."
I also applied at a farm dealer, as a warehouse manager. For that, I may need to take a forklift course, but I'm totally willing to do something like that. Sounds like fun.
Today we're going out to see my mum, since I haven't had the chance since losing my job (and company car) and I have some new sheets for their beds. I want to wash the floors, too.
Have a nice Saturday!