Thanks Ladies.
Camping was very fun. I must say, I can at times amaze myself, I actually grinned and beared: TOM in the woods, with only an outhouse (don't ask

), sleeping in a tent at 9800 feet when its was extremely cold, not having running water, watching without puking Dan clean a fish and actually tasting said fish, dealing with three, dirty, constantly hungry kids (ds brought a friend) and getting all that crap packed up myself (dan had to work up to the minute we left) and then unpacked. WDW resorts have never looked better is all I can say!
Seriously it was very fun. But I prefer camp grounds that at least have flushing toilets. And why is it that I only have about four periods a year and they all arrive when I travel?
Today the kids are back in school and I have spent much of the day job hunting/researching. I got an online application submitted to my school district. They have a perfect job as an Early Childhood Clerk, hours work with kids' schedule, pay is not awful and I could literally walk. I know however I won't even get a call back. This isn't my first time around the block with this, I have no recent experience whatsoever. I literally have not worked in 16 years. I quit when I got pregnant with ds. My last job in the Early Childhood field was in the early 90's and I don't even know who works there anymore. But I submitted the app as best I could.
I feel really down about working. I need a job, want a job but everytime I start to apply its so hard. No references (my most recent employer no longer exists), I haven't kept in touch with really anyone ( I mean come on, who keeps in touch for the most part with co workers you had between 16-20 years ago?). But I had to try. If someone would just give me a chance, I think they'd be surprised.
If I can just get something, ANYTHING, than at least I'll have something recent to put on an application for a future jobs. I am trying so hard to be more positive but honestly, I don't have a lot to be positive about. I am grossly overweight (at least that's how my doctor put it in my file), I haven't worked outside the home in years and I just feel in a rut. When did I get to be this sad, scared, middle aged, overweight person? Its hard to respect myself when so few people respect me. Dan does and the kids do and that is all that should matter, but I can't help it, I want others to think highly of me too. I am the only person I know who stays home. The friends I had in years past who didn't work now all do. Not having a degree hurts for sure in this tough market. And I can't go back to school. I checked into that, I don't qualify for any financial aid and Dan and I simply cannot afford tuition right now not to mention more debt. I had a friend tell me just a few days ago "oh now the kids are back in school, you can sleep in". I guess that is what people think I do all day. Well enough whining, all I can do is try. Eventually something will pan out. I really tried last year between about now and Christmas and then just gave up. I think people really do think I am a loser and very spoiled to not be working. In my mom's day, it was the norm. Now, not at all!
Didn't make it to the gym today in spite of my best hopes. But I did at least start a ball rolling on the job thing and franikly, I feel drained. Tomorrow should be better and hopefully Dan and I get a walk in tonight.