Woot for Winter

It's December. I am still jobless. However, Nathan, Sir Fatticus, returned to me today after being gone for nearly a month. He sounds congested, and has lost a lot of weight, but he's home. He's curled in a squishy gray ball on my bed right now and it gives me a much needed sense of peace. I wonder how hard it must have been for him out there. How cold he was, lonely, hungry? When I first grabbed him off the front steps, he kept trying to get back outside. But then I gave him the cuddle of the century and he found a spot to sleep all cozy in. I think he realized what he had been missing. I haven't been able to get him to eat much. I find it strangely coincidental, (or fated completely) that I decided to put a new doorknob on the front door day. What's even more odd, is that I only did this because our malfunctioning doorknob had it's last malfunction and locked me INSIDE the house. The only way to get out was to remove the old one and install the new knob that had been lying in wait for months. Nathan ran right up to the screen door, as if he were waiting to see a familiar face, and the door open long enough to get inside. I just don't think it was completely random. I believe in stuff. I know this entry is super boring, but deal.

I feel a tad more hopeful than the last few entries in here, so that's an improvement. I am *waiting* for a phone call from my recruiter telling me when to interview with these JK Moving and Storage people. So far, nothing still. I did temp work all last week, but I'm getting antsy. I was really hoping to have something locked and loaded before the new year begins. I don't like New Years's Eve. It's a stupid holiday that disappoints me everytime. I really don't want to begin the New Year....Alone, drunk (which leads to thinking about how I'm still alone), jobless and broke.

Here's hoping the last 2 weeks of December are full of holiday miracles! ha. right



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