I almost cried at 1:45 pm today. My mother has been putting in apps and calling and going to interviews for 3 weeks now. She had an interview this morning. I got up after I couldn’t sleep still (my arms are having fun now that my leg is fine). I got my lunch of beef ramen (my favorite is made by Maruchan plus you can’t beat the price) and headed up to cook it. She was reading on her phone (which is her new favorite thing to do, might get her a kindle soon or something so she can read bigger). I started my ramen and asked her how the interview went.
“I got it.”
Wow. So excited. “Great news!”
“I go tomorrow for papers and my schedule.”
“Awesome.”
I am excited for her. Trust me everyone was getting annoyed of her being home 24/7, even her.
When I started this post Ash called. I answered in a panic since earlier this week she pulled a muscle in her side and was sent home.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, $100 for your mom right?”
“Yes, why?”
“I was trying to make sure.”
“Okay, I will talk when you get out.”
“I am out.”
“What happened?” Remember, her shift was until 5:30.
“I was moved today and I get out at 2.” I wanted to scream at her. Overtime is nice. Especially for everything we have planned.
“Why?”
“I was moved.”
“Fine.”
“I’m giving my mom her $20 and stopping at the bread store.”
“Why? We don’t need bread.”
“I’m stopping at the bread store.” I wanted to strangle her.
“WHY!?!”
“For breakfast snacks.”
“Why didn’t you just say I was getting breakfast food?”
“How much do we have to use elsewhere?”
“100 for rent, 10 for me (I’ve been doing all the chores and I need money for the horse folder), 20 for your mom, and gas with a bit of food.”
“I only need 20 for gas.”
“Okay, why?”
“I pulled the 120 for my mom and yours. I have 117 left. What do we have left if we pay the phones?”
“117-10 for me, 107-50 for phones…” Typing into calculator on laptop by this point. “We’d have 37 for food.”
“Good, we get a fill up on our card Tuesday. We’re good.”
No, we’re not. “Talk to me when you get here. We can figure out the shopping list then.”
So long story short, I’ve been keeping a journal. In it I write things weird. Example was the first one:
I am excited and grateful Ashley has a good job. I am excited and grateful Ashley has a good job. I am excited and grateful Ashley has a good job. (I did it 10 times but you get the point).
The next one:
I am excited and grateful to feel less pain. I am excited and grateful to be able to walk longer. (stuff like that)
So:
- She got a job 6 days after I started.
- I got the shot 1 week after I wrote it.
So I was writing for my mom for the last 4 days. Guess what? She got a job.
I don’t care if you believe in LOA (Laws Of Attraction) or not. I was doing it to get it out of my head. Nothing really to stress about. I am starting to believe this has something to it. Even if it just peace of mind for me.
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