(Looking back written Nov. 6): Two days later I needed to get up and find a job. I was broke, broken, and depressed. The worst was knowing I had to do something to pay everyone back and I didn’t want my career and life to fall in the shitter. Of course you see the pathetic irony in all of this. It’s insane to me now that I got a new client so quickly. I’m paying for it now with being forced to rest. I’m paying for it now by having weak lungs and a cold for 4 weeks. I’m paying for it now by not being able to have the stamina to look for a job.
In fact, for one of the first times this fall I’m going to take a nap. I hate naps – but I can’t keep at this pace. I’ll tell you more about Jax in a minute. He’s a saint-my angel-and I love him so deeply. He didn’t leave me during the worst of it. It couldn’t get worse could it?
I still have to finish the project that will take me to June 08, but the first phase was over and I was finally home.