Doing Laundry

As I don't have a job and a half anymore, I have to be fiscally responsible. That means no unnecessary running around, buying stuff, essentials only. Where I once used to drop off my car payment, I now mail. 39 cents, $2.51 a gallon of gas. Easy decision. Mail stuff whenever possible, only buy what I need at the grocery store. Stay home. Good plan.

So this morning, I was going to stay home and spring clean. I emptied out the closet. I took the plastic off the windows (Yeah! So!), threw the bedding for the youngest boys room into the washing machine. Day was looking great. My oldest son had a wrestling tournament, in Lincoln, and his dad came to get him and take him there at 6:30 this morning. It was now about 9:30, raining, so I was going to give my daughter a ride to work. Only a few blocks away, but there was lightning too. So I called their dad to see how my oldest son was doing at the tournament.

I woke the ex up.

Now, if one has ever been to a sporting event, one knows that there is a lot of cheering, yelling, and general rah rah crap going on, so I was wondering how he was able to sleep?

Oh, he didn't go to the tournament, he just dropped him off at the school.

Had I known that Dad wasn't going to go, I would have. My son just won the outstanding freshman wrestler of the year award, so as a very proud parent, I should go. I didn't know. Well nothing to be done about it know, so I just said sorry didn't know, I'll talk to you later.
The ex said that he had to pay his truck payment, and a loan payment, and he would be over after to see the boys. I said, oh really? Well my van payment was due too, so would he mind stopping over and taking it with him to the bank? (In truth, his payment was overdue, but what ever..). He said sure. He would wake up fully in an hour and be over.

I haul the kids out to the van, take my daughter to work, and in a week moment, agree to go to Caribou Coffee, for a couple of smoothies. Very extravagant. I owe a $300 electric bill, I shouldn't be buying coffee, I mean, smoothies. But I do. That, my friends, is called optimism. The belief that this $12 purchase will not come back to haunt me. I shouldn't really be saying stuff like that, because remember what I said 2 post back!

Anyway, we continue with my plan for the day, the ex shows up, says he has to go to the hardware store for spackel, I said, well could you spare me a couple power strips? He says sure, and that I really need a torchere lamp for the living room. (I don't, he wants one there. We had one before, he got drunk, pissed and broke it). I said if he wanted to buy it he could, the next thing you know, he's taking the kids, so he will need to use my van. And my gas. Didn't I have a plan?

I get talked into going, we buy the lamp, he pays for some laundry detergent, did we want to have some lunch? Go to the bank, and then another bank, and for all appearances, we look like a normal family. If anyone were to see us, they'd think that's what we are. But we are not. Evidence of this appears when we return home and one of the neighbor kids comes over and wants to play with my youngest. Well, the ex wants to take a nap so he doesn't want them inside, I said, you know, its not for you to decide whether they can or not, he starts pissing and moaning under his breath, I say, don't need that crap here, so maybe he should go home and nap? He pouts, grabs his stuff, hugs the kids and leaves. And I'm the bitch.

So now here I am doing laundry. And pretty damn glad to be doing it.

CH-CH-CH-CH-CHANGES

Well! Is it Karma? Was I arrogant? Who knows. Guess what? I got let go from the job I took after leaving the job I had for 13 years. On day 88. That is before day 90. Before day 90, they don't have to give you a reason. They can just let you go. Officially, I was told, "I don't think you are a good fit." That's it. That's all I got.
I had joked just 4 days before that the reason I didn't have personal item on my desk was because my 90 days weren't up, and this way, I could just leave in an instant. I gave her the excuse. I let her know that she could fire me without cause. The business was not making money, and they were paying me more than the would have paid someone else for the position because I was a coder. She saw an opportunity to save some money. I'm sure of it.
To be totally honest though, I believe that I was FIRED because I rolled my eyes in a meeting. I did not show the proper respect to the money makers, the clinical staff. One of the physical therapist said he couldn't remember to fill out a piece of paperwork, unless we added the paperwork to his work packet.
Now this same individual, could remember to fill out a piece of paper that was not added to an admit packet, but he could not remember to fill out a piece of paper on discharge. A trained professional. He could not remember unless I added the paper for him. So in a meeting with the supervisor, the director of nursing, and the executive director, I rolled my eyes. The next morning, I was let go.

I knew I didn't like that therapist.

Little more back ground: The supervisor is a good friend of mine. She is why I went there. About the time I started there, she was really feeling her way about the office, and with me there, kind of felt empowered. I agreed that the staff wasn't doing what they should. So she went to the E.D. and said,"Momcani and I think that such and such isn't doing her job..". She's my friend. I agree. But her problems with the director of nursing, started when I started. I had her back even though, I didn't agree with her saying what she said. So, in effect, I caused the disruption in the office.

I now don't have a job. I still have my part-time job and they are letting me work more, but, I'm screwed. What am I going to do? I am humiliated. I was a good worker. I am a good worker. How could they let me go? Because of money. I'm really not worried, to tell the truth. I will be hired, but I'm kind of liking not working so much. So I'm really brave now. Until the money runs out.