November 21, 2001
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He lost his fucking job. He got laid off on Monday. No warning, well none that he could see. No severance, because they are assholes.
Christian fundamentalist assholes.
So once again, for the second time in less than a year, I am faced with putting on a brave face, sucking it all up and being supportive. Oh and increasing my hours at work.
I bet it was because of his temper. He had a go at an employee not too long ago, and if he spoke to her the way he speaks to me sometimes....
But that's irrelevant.
We are broke. We are parents, we have obligations, and Christmas is coming up. We have just enough money to meet our obligations for the next month, and then well, I guess I'll be working three jobs - Mother, Consultant and Checkout chick at KMart.
I am so sick of things always crashing in on us when we start to pull ahead.
I am so sick of giving him advice which he then ignores and then we all pay the price. I guess it's only advice worth taking if one of his male friends offers it.
I am trying so hard not to be bitter.
But I wanted to go home next year and see my family. Instead, we'll be paying bills.
Merry Fucking Christmas.
I hope the christian sheep piss in the christian manger and they are covered with boils, like Job.
Christians.
HAH.
Song for the day: Chain Gang - Sam Cooke
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Hold your head up high... Life can be hard sometimes, but hey, you aren't an asshole and I'm sure you can think of some people right now that are...
I keep finding wisdom has arrived before me. Listen to my niece. If Mouse (my first was Goose) is still young enough for Tellytubbies (ugh, pah, pah!) then she is not going to remember anything about this Christmas except the feelings, and probably not many of those.
By this time next year, this holiday season will be nothing but a memory and (if you are anything like me) you will have a whole new list of worries to contend with. (see earlier blog comment)
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