Stressing in Public

Now I’m stressing about what to wear to this interview tomorrow. This one is at the lowering paying district. The only reason I’m even bringing it up is because it is a lot less than what I was making last year. They do pay for insurance 100% and they pay the TRS which my other school did not, but even after I take that into account its around 8000 less. After taxes that’s probably around 500-600 a month. I know it’s not polite to talk about money, but this is my diary, and these are the things that are on my mind. They are one of the least paying districts around. If Hubby is working, it would be more than doable though.

I got side tracked, back to what to wear. I have grey slacks and a black jacket with 3/4 length sleeves. It’s an odd material and I’m not sure if the way it is cut is dressy enough. The reason I like it, is made to be worn when it is hotter. It’s unlined and breathable. But that also makes it less dressy. I wore it to all my interviews last year and ended up getting a job, so I don’t know why I am stressing. I’m thinking about running out to Kohl’s and seeing what they have. No matter what I need to go get a new pair of shoes. I was just going to pick up a cheap pair of low heels from Wal Mart or Payless.

I’ve been taking notes and preparing for this digital interview too. After reading their job description and their preferred requirements, I’m surprised they even offered me the interview. I do have my Masters degree and did teach Science for four years. Hubby says I need to realize how great I am, and that I deserve things as much as anyone else.

Hubby is on the way to his new job. Hopefully that works out. It’s sales, and according to the company he could make a lot of money. I feel bad though, because I know it’s not really what he wants to do. He wants to start his business back up. He owned a landscape and design company, but it went under a few years ago, and he hasn’t been able to get to going. He was in business with his brother and his brother died, then his mom died, then he got divorced and he didn’t handle it very well and the business went under. He lost all his leads and truck/machines/labor. He has two small jobs for it now he’s trying to land. He took this last year while I was working to try and get it going and it’s just not going. So when we found out I was for sure not going to be renewed he decided he needs to suck it up and just do something that brings in money. We also just had to pay out a big amount in child support to his ex. I know he feels about about it because technically it was my money. I consider it our money so it doesn’t really bother me. It bothers him though, because he wants to be making enough that he can cover all of the bills/food etc. and that whatever I make is mine to spend as I please. He wants me to not work unless I want to.

Going to go try on my outfit, I really don’t want to blow money on a suit when what I have it fine.

It’s only 68, I wish it were a little warmer so I could take the boys to the water park. Hubby has no idea how long he will be at work today.