For 3 weeks, I’ll work 4 hrs a day, 2 days a week. After that, she wants one day a week, 2-4 hrs. It’s not much, but it’s something – and something is good!

I made an all purpose cleaner this morning and used it in my kitchen. It smells so good all I want to do is go outside, turn around, and come back in! lol 4oz water, 4oz vinegar, 2 TB castille liquid soap, and all my remnants of peppermint oil, tea tree oil and lemon oil. Mix it up in a spray bottle and GO! Wonderful smelling stuff.

We are watching the garden come in and hoping it does well. Down to our last $100 in the bank with nothing left of UI benefits. It’s a bit sobering. I’m thanking every god I can think of for the little part time work. I’ve also lost 32 lbs since January. Partly necessity, but mostly by choice – I feel so much better.

I had a job interview with Advanced Auto Parts Friday morning too which hasn’t gotten back with me. So many people were there. I’d have felt real good about it if I hadn’t called the store Auto Zone during my presentation. GAH! I mix my words up sometimes when I’m stressed. It is what it is.

My sweet grandson is rolling over now and he laughs after he does it! Really, it’s more like a squeal. So precious. I think his mama has fallen in love with him finally. She’d wanted a girl – I promised her she’d come to adore her boy.

There was about 2 cups of strawberries ripe this morning and I have a pot of red beans cooking. Tomorrow, we’ll do hard boiled eggs and a wild green salad mid morning. We have yogurts and oranges and I was thinking of making flat bread (an unleavened pancake of sorts) to spread with peanutbutter. We just have to get to the 12th and I’ll have 50$ for groceries.

So I guess that’s it. Another day moving right along. Cool, ruined nails from the garden, sunshine, lemon balm in a vase, dog at my feet, Kentucky Derby about to start, hubby puttering in the yard and a happy teen. Except for money, it doesn’t get better!

update: The lady didn’t call me. After 3 hrs of waiting, I called her. She didn’t feel well, she was resting, she forgot to call me. Maybe she’ll call tomorrow if she feels better. I felt like crying that someone once again treated me with such little respect. But maybe it was all necessary to meet the lady at the GNC who has arranged my meeting with a hiring manager in the morning!