Thank you! I'm so desperate, I even applied at Taco Bell and Domino's. I worked at McDonald's many many years ago, and it was such a nightmare that I swore to myself I'd never do fast food again.

DH has a job interview Friday, for selling insurance. He'd hate that job, but he'll take it if he can, he's desperate too.
We had to buy DH a business outfit for that interview, so we pawned his laptop today.

DH is so depressed, he went to bed at 6pm tonight.
He's also mad at me, because I accepted someone's offer to buy us the food we'll need to make a thanksgiving dinner. I told DH, it's for the kids, they were so happy when I told them we'll actually have a thanksgiving dinner. Sometimes you just have to swallow your pride.

I feel kinda weird, like I'm drowing, but then hope tries to fight its way back up, and then I feel like I'm drowing again, and so on. It's a constant up and down. I don't know who's going to win. Hope or Depression. I'm fighting for hope, with everything I have, but I'm getting weaker.

DH has been talking about downsizing our furry family members. I see his point, but how can I give one of my "babies" away? They are all utd on their shots, and we have food for them, but I am worried if one of them gets sick. My furries make me happy, how can I choose one to "get rid of"?

All those christmas commercials are really getting me down. All those toys, the commercials with excited kids tearing through piles of presents. And knowing that this year, we can't give our kids that. The little guy won't care, he'll be perfectly happy with one new toy, even if it's a used one. But the older one is used to being spoiled on christmas. I know, presents are not what Christmas is about, but for a barely 9 year old, it is.

I just feel like crying tonight.