Interesting weekend I had. I went to the club and had an OK time, I drank a bit too much, or really drank on an empty stomach and got that awful cramping pain thing. It was really bad. Silly me.
I got a job cleaning someone's vacation house today. It was a lovely home, and big. Took me 4 hours to clean it. I made $75 though which is good and he would like me to come back to clean it whenever he comes to town to stay in it. I think it is kind of a corporate retreat thing. Group of married guys, sans their wives and kids, sitting around watching golf with the same devotion and animation as some people watch football. It was kind of cute really. I think I may have a couple more houses lined up to clean as well. It isnt quite full time work, but it is still better than the $6 an hour job at the mall someone offered me. The mall gig is willing to work around my screwy school schedule this semester, but really, for $6 an hour it is almost not worth it at all. Of course I say this after I supported myself and my son on $4.25 an hour when I was 17 and 18. Today I wonder how on earth I ever managed that. I guess I'm resourceful if nothing else.
So tomorrow I get the word about my breast supposedly. It is most definitely a good thing I cleaned that house, I think I'll have a copay. Yay for finally knowing, one way or the other it will be SO good to know. Hopefully it will be nothing and I can be a happy girl with better things to worry about and really get back on track with the rest of my life.
I got a job cleaning someone's vacation house today. It was a lovely home, and big. Took me 4 hours to clean it. I made $75 though which is good and he would like me to come back to clean it whenever he comes to town to stay in it. I think it is kind of a corporate retreat thing. Group of married guys, sans their wives and kids, sitting around watching golf with the same devotion and animation as some people watch football. It was kind of cute really. I think I may have a couple more houses lined up to clean as well. It isnt quite full time work, but it is still better than the $6 an hour job at the mall someone offered me. The mall gig is willing to work around my screwy school schedule this semester, but really, for $6 an hour it is almost not worth it at all. Of course I say this after I supported myself and my son on $4.25 an hour when I was 17 and 18. Today I wonder how on earth I ever managed that. I guess I'm resourceful if nothing else.
So tomorrow I get the word about my breast supposedly. It is most definitely a good thing I cleaned that house, I think I'll have a copay. Yay for finally knowing, one way or the other it will be SO good to know. Hopefully it will be nothing and I can be a happy girl with better things to worry about and really get back on track with the rest of my life.
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noir:
Let me know how things go. I'm sending positive energies to your breasts.

dr_pwnage:
positivity