It would figure that I would start a blog to keep myself entertained and then actually have a decently busy week. It certainly helps me feel better about myself, minus the fact that I haven't worked out all week and I've eaten somewhere around a metric tonne of candy. No big deal.
If there's one thing in this world I hate, it's searching for a job. I still haven't heard anything from the City, but Anita told me to give it 2-3 weeks. If I haven't heard anything by Friday, I'm going to call them and inquire about if they got my resume or not. Other than that, I haven't been able to find anything. There's only one bank job nearby available and it's for Guelph/Kitchener/Waterloo/Cambridge and involves working evening and weekends at a bunch of branches... and only 15-37 hours a week. I cannot survive on 15 hours a week... that's just pathetic! So harsh. It's just so hard now because I have a car and the boyfriend does not, and he needs one pretty much every night, since he works until 2am (3:30 yesterday!). This makes it very difficult but I think I need to focus more on getting me a job than how it'll affect his ride... he can always ask someone for a ride. *sigh* It's just so hard, and so... not degrading, but disheartening. Applying for a job not even 6 months after spending 2 months searching for a job before. Not a whole lot out there.
In other news, my cat is insane. But that's a story for another day.
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