This was a hard, hard hike. Lots of slogging up the mountain, then sliding down the other side.
June 2009 Archives
With the hours, that is. Two tests to take.
And a job to find. Whatever shall I do? Wherever shall I go?
The divorce was a rollercoaster of the five stages of grief - anger, depression, denial, bargaining, acceptance. Round and round, angry as h#*$ one minute and crying my eyes out the next. Sometimes I'd be going through all five at once.
Trying to work while all the while knowing you will be terminated at any second is very much like that.
You don't get much respect when you're an intern. Interns are a dime a dozen. You're a cog in the machine, a device to generate revenue, and when your case load is dropping because people are leaving after hearing your contract wasn't renewed, the pink slip isn't far behind.
It's gonna be a hard summer.
