After 59 days without a full time job, I start tomorrow at the same hospital as Jeremy! I’ll be working in their rehab hospital doing close to the same thing that I was in Charlotte, just in a faster, busier, more demanding environment. I’m so relieved and yet so concerned that I will not be able to survive the 8 hour day again…I’ve really gotten accustomed to having a relaxing breakfast, doing stuff around the house, and watching a variety of cooking shows and Ellen everyday at 3!

Luckily for our pocket books, I’ve been working a few hours a day covering vacations and such at various hospitals, but it appears that the glorious world of part-time work is now a thing of the past for me…why didn’t anyone tell me to stop complaining about my lack of job?

It’s only 8:30 in the morning and I’m not quite sure what to do with myself. I have already driven my husband to work, eaten breakfast, and watched the Today show. I suppose it’s part of the unspoken rules of the unemployed housewife to clean the house…but there’s always tomorrow to do that. Don’t want to accomplish everything on the first day of unemployment!

I suggested to Jeremy that I should go sight-seeing, but apparently that requires money…of which I am making none. So what does that mean, no money=no fun? Maybe I’ll look for a bar tending job today??

Jeremy’s only request for the day…”please don’t start drinking before 3:00″, hmmm all I can say is “I’ll try”.

Heading out on I-77 this morning with a truck full of just about all our belongings. Unfortunately we have to drive the truck and our car separately as their is no way I’m going to tow a car behind the rental truck. It might make for some lonely driving. We decided to procure some walkie-talkies just for kicks. Maybe we can listen in on the truckers!

If not for our mothers and the help of a co-worker this packing madness would have devolved into insanity. Instead it went off without much of a hitch. And yesterday’s rain held off!

Now on to Chicago! (via Indy)