Good Thing This Isn't My Job

I forget about this blog for months at a time. I am in the midst of a really lousy period in my life. I am stressed about so many things that I am seriously considering seeing a therapist. My daughter got in another accident and totaled her car. I am grateful that she did not get hurt. I am not thrilled about going through all of the attendant bureaucratic nonsense that comes with a motor vehicle accident. She was already paying a scandalous sum of money for car insurance. I don't know how she will be able to afford it after this. I am trying to figure out where to live. I want to get out of this building, but the idea of having to pack up and move makes me ill. Then there is my job. I am bored out of my skull. I also need more money. I have sent out a few resumes, but actually fear getting called for an interview. This would mean starting all over again someplace new. Jesus.