elfination

I was so happy to come home and report I’d got a job. I’ll learn a little video editing, answer some phones, make little notes on little sticky pieces of paper, and relay messages to my boss. That sounds like a job I can enjoy. Sure, part-time for now, but it’s flexible and the kind of job I want. I’d make a good administrative assistant - someone who basically knows the everything.

That high was shot down pretty fast. My mother-in-law called and was surprised I answered the phone. Didn’t acknowledge who I was. Asked if Barrett was there. Apparently one of my student loans called her and asked about getting paid. So, fine, I’ll call all my student loans and tell them to STFU for a while.

I don’t know why they called Barrett’s mom. I certainly didn’t ask them to. Maybe two years ago, back when the world hadn’t ended, I’d probably put her as a reference… a “closest relative not living with you” kind of thing. I’m sorry that they called and harassed her. Of course, if the phone calls had been handled while I was removed from life, that would not have happened.

I’m sorry I wasn’t here to handle all the phone calls… but you don’t get to hold it against me twice. You can hold it against me that I got removed from life for two months, but you can’t hold it against me that stuff I usually do didn’t get done also.

Let me just take a moment and go back in time and fix things, huh? Oh, wait, forgot. Left the magic wand in my pocket and it went through the wash. oops.

FML.