Bummed

My interview on Monday was a bust. I got all the way through the questions and grilling, to where I could ask questions, and the answer to the pay rate question was $17 an hour. Buzzzzzz! I know that may sound like a lot to some people, but I have over ten years of experience in my field, and I can work in a local grocery store for $20 an hour. That hourly rate just does not cut it. I don’t want to say I put all my eggs in one basket, but I was sort of hoping that job was the job. I’m bummed it wasn’t. Add to that the fact that a headhunter was supposed to send me info for a video interview for this morning, and she hadn’t as of yesterday afternoon, cutting it close, and I wasn’t in the best of moods last night.

Plus, my arm was killing me. It felt like I had pitched a nine-inning baseball game. Of course, it was the wrong arm and there was no reason it should hurt anyway. I hadn’t done anything to warrant pain. It seems ridiculous that it would be from the vaccine. It took the Tylenol a long time to kick in.

Needless to say, we didn’t do anything sexual. Lion asked why I hadn’t been near him in a few days. His shoulder was bothering him early last night. Then his leg was hurting. I’m surprised he was asking why we hadn’t done anything. If my arm was feeling better, I might have snuggled over, but I’m not sure if I’d have done anything given his leg pain. Am I supposed to ignore when he’s in pain? I mean, I know I can ignore my own pain sometimes. I have in the past. I don’t want to ignore his.

I’m almost positive he’ll say he would have been okay for sex. Wincing and making pain sounds don’t seem like someone who would be okay for sex. But, from now on, I will disregard his pain until he tells me he doesn’t want sex.

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  1. Hope you feel better and sorry about your job. looking isn’t easy be patient and get what you are worth.

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      Thanks. I do feel better. Now we need to get Lion’s leg to feel better. I bet I can find a way to distract him from the pain.

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