Mama Needs a Job

When I was first laid off and Regis and Kelly were fresh to me, I could tell me that I wasn't worried, yet.

Since then, a couple of my friends confessed to me that they have been unemployed for six months plus.

It's only been a month and they 'yet' part of that sentence I was boasting before has officially happened.

Maybe it's because I have turned down two job offers.
The money in the bank is running low.
The unemployement check has yet to arrive.
The phone is not ringing as much as it used to, for setting up interviews or heck even the get-your-hopes-up phone screening for that possible interview. What are those about? Are they new? Because I, never.

I'm not that worried (who am I kidding), but how much longer can my mom pass off as my sugar daddy? And how much longer will I be sitting at home while all my friends email me from their jobs---and if I hear one more time, that they would rather switch with me and love to be home all day...because, yeah, right.

That is so not comforting.

Hell to the yes, if I was at work, duh, I'd rather be at home as well. Because? You have that choice.

Once I get employed again, I'll make the happiest worker monkey ever. I'll be in office early, working my monkey tail off, why? because I'll be so happy that I have no idea if Sami is going to marry Austin---oh holy crap, I remember when I was in college how Austin hated Sami and he and Carrie were a couple and it was Sami's life long goal to break those two up and Lucas was her co-conspirator. But now? Austin is with Sami and Carrie and Lucas: WTF?!? And why is John trolling after girls half his age? What happened to Marlena? And how many times has Jack died and reappeared and died again?

Do you see? It has to stop!!
I need a job.
I am worried.

Worried that if this continues for the next few months, I may find myself on the edge of my seat over Days of Our Lives in Phoenix (oh gosh).