Tying Up Lose Ends

Tomorrow is my first day on the new job. Knowing that I won't have any time to do many of the things that I have had to do for so long (but kept putting off), I have decided to try to get them all done today. I'm taking a break right now. I went to the clinic today to get some more pills. Not birth control pills (since I am no longer sexually active, I have no use for them currently). I have been taking anti-depressants. They started giving them to me for free, which was good. Now they are telling me that I need a prescription and that means that I'm going to have to start paying for them. It is a good thing that I'm starting this job. Nothing in life is free. Nor will it ever be.

Anyway, they called me right away when I went to the clinic. The nurse talked to me for a little bit, but then she didn't know what to do so she told me to wait there for another nurse while she went to see another patient. That kind of ticked me off because I was there first and what they did shouldn't have taken them so long. I could have been out of there in five minutes instead of twenty minutes. Fifteen minutes makes a difference when you have a lot to do. I thought about rooting around to find a prescription pad to write my own prescription, but nothing is ever as easy as that.

I'm not sure what I'm going to do with Daniel about the shut up thing. I'm still going to have to put him to bed every time he says it to me. Most of the time it is when we get home. By that time, he has long since said it and I have to tell him why I'm putting him in his room. When I got to get him, I make him say he's sorry and then I give him a hug and let him come out of his room. In the winter, his father can take him to Day Care and pick him up. He doesn't give his father any grief. When I tell him about all the bad things his kid does, he just laughs because he thinks it's funny. That makes me even more frustrated because it is obvious that he doesn't care enough to do anything about it, or help me do something about it. There is much more to demonstrate the lack of consideration he has for me, but this isn't the time or place to say it. He's not a complete jerk, but he doesn't do as much for me as I still do for him. And I take care of the baby a lot more than he does. Yes, he has been working, but when he gets home from work, he could at least give me a break and take over. I am going to be starting work tomorrow.

I feel really stressed out. It is just going to become more hectic when I start working. I will be able to pull it off though, after all, I was going to college and taking care of a baby at the same time. That was hard, but I did it. I miss going to school, but I have to start working. Maybe it is just the change that I need in my life. Now my ex can't use the excuse that he is always working because I will be working too. Besides, I'm going to have to start paying for all the things I have become addicted to (the internet, and the medication). Thankfully, it isn't a long list of addictions.