So I moved.

It wasn't that I didn't like Nevada, with its 3 seasons. - July, August and Cold - or the wonderful history that is preserved there for all to see. It was the one thing I couldn't do without, Work.

So, I moved.

I came to Washington State with a heart full of hope - again - and the thought that life might be different.

I was here 3 days and got a job. I thought the job would be a good one. I started out working part time and for now that was fine, but then he started cutting me back even further. Now I am relying again on my little unemployment check for my survival. Thank goodness for the Govt handout.

He calls me at night to tell me what time to be to work in the morning and I cannot work unless he is there. They are Mormons and so they go to Temple every Tuesday so no work Tuesday, some weekends there is an auction but most weekends there isnt. So now here i sit unable to quit because i would lose my unemployment but not getting any hours either. UGH!!

Then there is a matter of my home. Ok, so this isnt a home, it's a closet. My washer and dryer are in my bedroom. Does that tell you anything..

I am meeting some very nice people though and they are all really nice, well except for the single men, (whole other blog) but the rest or good. The drawback is that this is a very Christian area and if you know me, then you know there is a conflict there.

So today, its all good. I have a few bumps to over come, but I am sure that the Gods will smile on me somehow and bring an opportunity into my life.