White (Not Hispanic or Latino)

My search for employment seems to be never-ending. I have applied to nearly twenty places, I'd say. I'm so tired of filling out applications and posting resumes. It's sickening. Every application ends with an umpteen question survey asking nonsense like: Do you enjoy being alone? What the fuck does that matter? Hell yes, I enjoy being alone! Now, scram!

I called several nursing homes and assisted living facilities, but most of them weren't hiring. Bastard apes! I guess the saying is true, though. It's not what you know, it's WHO you know - and I don't know anyone.

I have seriously contemplated becoming a surrogate mother. I could handle getting paid $20,000 for nine months of work. So what if I spend most of my time barfing, gain weight, and end up with hemorrhoids? As long as I don't need an episiotomy, I'm golden. :)

My only other options are prostitution and drug-dealing. My parents so wouldn't allow the latter of the two, and I gave up my clear raincoat years ago. So, I'm back at square one. Thankfully, I have a very kind and patient boyfriend. He sees that I am making an effort to get a job - I just have no luck.

This morning we woke up at 7:30. Gasp! What on God's green earth was I doing up so early, you ask? I was volunteering. That's right, folks. Not an ounce of selfishness. I practically got up with the sun out of the goodness of my heart.

As I was getting ready, Jeff said, "Ash, you can come back to bed. We aren't going."

My response? "Get your ass up!"

Jeff signed us up earlier this week to help out with Habitat for Humanity. Today we went to the store to work. He helped unload donated items and load items that were being delivered. In the meantime, I cleaned and helped rearrange furniture.

There is a class later on this month that we are probably going to go to so that we can actually help at a building site. That would be so fun!I know what you are thinking. Ashley with a power tool? Pssh! I took four-years of woodworking. I know my way around a table saw. My measurements are still a little sketchy, but you know what they say. Measure twice, cut once! :)

Anyway, we are going to try to make this volunteering a regular thing and go there a couple Saturdays a month.

It is like the Goodwill of home improvement supplies and furniture. They had everything from super tacky lampshades to used toilets! Hell yes. They had brand-new Jacuzzi tubs for $900 and all kinds of flooring for super cheap. Honestly, some of the stuff was really nice and fair-priced. I don't know if they have these places in Wisconsin, but it'd be worth a gander if you were doing something in your home.

No, I'm not suggesting that you forego a new toilet for a gently used one at half the price. Certain things are better new. However, things like trim, hardware, and lumber from places that went out of business are a steal.

Anyway, I'm rambling. I do not work for ReStore, nor am I paid to advertise. (Even though I should be after that spiel!) I just went off on a tangent. Silly me.

Tonight we were supposed to go to the Luke Christmas party, but after a unanimous vote, we decided not to. Instead, we are going over to his friend, Al's, house.

In other news, Jeff and I got locked out of the house today. Since we had a piece of wood in the patio door so it couldn't slide, we were screwed. Jeff is such a trooper, though. He had to squeeze his skinny ass through the doggy door. The sad part is he fit. That makes me feel much less secure knowing that some other scrawny guy could get in here.