I am at work. I am sooo incredibly bored. I have work to do, but no desire to do it, which I know is wrong. I should be doing it, and maybe once I get this out, I will buckle down and get to it. difficult child is job hunting. There is this discount store in town which is managed by a local woman who is just plain bitter. I can't figure it out but we have many mutual friends and she's been neighbor for 15 years and yet, since the time I met her when her daughter and my easy child were in 3rd grade, she's been super witchy to all of us. Even if I'm with one of our mutual friends and we run into her (town function/fair), this woman will not even glance in my direction. Anyway, 5 YEARS ago, easy child's boyfriend went out on cabbage night (he was 19 then) and spray painted a particular male body part on the street near this woman's house (not knowing it was her house-he randomly selected that spot & I sent him out the following night with black spray paint to cover it up). She erroneously reported it to the POLICE that it was easy child. This woman's younest daughter then told everyone in school that it was difficult child who did it. difficult child wasn't even out that night, but it stuck. So, difficult child applied to this store where this bitter woman works because it's the only danged place hiring around here. difficult child even put off going there thus far because of this woman! difficult child has plenty of retail experience but this woman called difficult child, sans an interview or any other contact, and flat out told difficult child that she couldn't hire her because she doesn't have enough retail experience. I want to tell you that the IQ of a majority of the workers at this discount store probably wouldn't add up to equal difficult child's alone and yet this woman won't hire difficult child. I KNOW, in my bones, it's because of that stupid act of easy child's boyfriend from years ago - this woman has pre-conceived notions about our family and she is using this small bit of hiring/firing power not to hire difficult child! I have wanted so badly to go down there and give this woman a piece of my mind, but I know I cannot. I am always polite and cordial to this woman (mostly because I can't figure her out). I advised difficult child to dress nicely and go see this woman in person and explain to her, in detail, all of her retail experience and try to win her over. That is where difficult child is now. I am hoping beyond hope that this woman can tap into her human side and give difficult child a shot. easy child is in Spain, having a wonderful time. She emailed me and said she wants to move to Spain. This is not a passing whim. Well, it sort of is...just like every other thing with easy child. I want a puppy - she gets puppy - puppy becomes my responsibility. She wants to move off campus into an apt with boyfriend. I help her do this, she turns around and breaks her lease and moves back home, foregoing the furthering of her education because said boyfriend is a jerk. She goes back with old boyfriend whom she dumped before college because he cheated on her - they are happily together in Spain staying at his sister's house. She has always wanted to be a pastry chef. She goes to culinary school, a very expensive culinary school and $60,000, a graduate, and one year later she decides she wants to be an early childhood educator. easy child has learned that in Spain, she can earn double what she earns here as a nursery school teacher. She also loves the way cars are small, apts are small, the hours Europeans keep is cool (late) and the foods they eat are superior to ours. Her only complaint, and it wasn't much of a complaint, is that it seems a tad bit more paternalistic in their society. Well, duh. I am all for encouraging my kids in thier dreams and I always have, as long as they are working hard to attain those dreams. But I cannot encourage this. If easy child were moving to Spain to further her education, that would be one thing. But to move there simply because everything is little and cute?? The food is good?? She likes the hours they keep?? C'mon! Okay, I will admit that I am on the cusp of getting my period and well, as you may recall, it's not a good time for me (hence my planned ablation). I am bloated & uncomfortable, crampy, extremely depressed and moody, tired, irritable, want to run away, hide in a hole somewhere with lots of yodels and wine. Okay, let's face it, I am a miserable human being right now. I should be working, I should be focusing on me and my goals, scheduling my appointment at the community college - figuring other things out for myself...perhaps glancing at my marriage to see what the status is this week. But I am obsessing on these two things instead. I hate this time of month. I hate feeling like this and...well, that's it. I am grateful that easy child isn't here because I'd box her ears right now. So, okay I will give work a shot. Thanks for listening.