My Life in the 40s

I now understand why my mother sent me away to camp for the whole summer. The Boy is bored out of his mind and has nothing much to do. Last year wasn't so bad - he had 2 weeks of day camp, plus we took 10 days of vacation, and after that we spent the whole summer at the country club. Now we've put the country club membership on hold, and, although we still belong to a gym with a pool, unless we know that friends will be there, he doesn't want to go. It's not fun for him without other kids.

I'm feeling terrible that I can't send him to his favorite day camp for the whole summer. Hopefully next year I'll be gainfully employed and he can go. Grandma is paying for one week.

I've been letting him play Pirates of the Caribbean online and teaching him how to play blackjack so he can win gold pieces to buy pirate ships. This is not my proudest mothering moment.

Oh, how I miss Stella. She drove me crazy, with her bleaching my clothes that I didn't want her to wash and singing, loudly and off key, to the music blaring from her headphones, but man, did she clean. Like the little lady in Poltergeist, on leaving a house, she declared it clean.

I hate housework. HATE it. And it shows in my house. My bathroom is really gross and I have to clean it and I dread it. Absolutely dread it. I'm doing all sorts of things to put it off. Cleaning the kitchen. Pulling weeds. Typing a blog post. Anything, anything, to avoid going near that nasty bathroom.

So I am still looking for a job. There seem to be more openings lately, which is good, but lots of people applying. I heard there were 200 applicants for one of the jobs I applied for. I'm up for something I think I would like, but won't know if I even get a face-to-face interview until next week. The screening process is brutal.

I got called for a 2-month temp job at a bank downtown, but when I said that I might have to call off to interview and would leave if I got the job, I was off the list. I told the recruiter when I went down there that I wanted just short-term assignments, and 2-3 days a week would be perfect, unless it were somewhere where I'd like to work permanently. It also looks like there are some university jobs opening up, thanks to the stimulus bill.

The Man was supposed to have a closing on a listing that had been on the market for over a year. Two doctors can't get the loan they were pre-qualified for. It's been postponed 3 times. Not good.