Well, yesterday was hell, and one of the scariest moments in my life in a long while, but my true friends called/checked in on me, giving me some assurance in this world. Because I sure as hell don't get that from my family.

Basically, because when stuff goes bad it goes really bad, I'm moving back in with my parents. I'm feeling like the main character in Bridesmaids: "this is rock bottom". As I was driving my food to my parents, including fridge and freezer food, my car started making a heavy metal thunking noise... like the back driver tire went flat. I pulled over, saw 4 full tires, and got back in to hear the heavy trunking noise behind me continue when I drove, but my parents house was a mile away, so I was sure I could make it.

When I got to my folks, I then saw it... like the rubber-metal skin of my tire was about 6-8 inches ripped off, flapping each time the tire rotated, but it still had air. It's about 4:30pm, and my car place closes at 7pm.

After AAA made me wait over an hour with no show up, I decided to drive my car, in 5:30pm traffic, in a 55mpg zone, to the car place about 10 miles away. Gotta say, scariest and worse day in a long while. White knuckled it the entire way, trying to go 40mpg and pulling off the side of the road to let other cars pass. Oh! and paying for car repairs when unemployed is awesome! And no, my parents will think that is not what they are for. That is another stress level all on its own.

A couple friends called/texted, making me more grateful that I have them in my lives to calm me down in moments like these.

Honestly, I was tired of seeing my happy-expectation journal on my front page, thinking I may have a job. That company was cool to not call or email me about not getting the job, leaving me in high-tension suspension for about a week, checking my email/phone like a crazy person that entire week. Very professional of them. Especially when I emailed them and still never got a response.

I have no other job prospects at the time, but hey, unemployment is for 6 months, so here's hoping.

In the meantime, I expect to sharpen my artist and graphic designer skills, until someone realizes how awesome of an employee I am.

May happy vibes come my way soon. Maybe reading on the beach will bring them.