Unemployed

I'm jobless... Well, not entirely. The restaurant I was working at has closed it's door and I am no longer an employee... Lame. Especially when I don't know if I will ever see a check for 3 weeks worth of work... Yup... I still have the parks job(a) and the store job(b), but those are (a) part-time with increasingly less hours as the summer/camp season comes to a close, and (b) very, very part time with me only working once every few weeks but they're willing and happy to put me on for more until I get another food industry job. *Fingers-crossed* Hopefully, that will be soon.

I need to update my resume and get to putting it out there but I've been wallowing in semi-depression for a couple of days. Jesse has been pretty wonderful, trying to make me smile and take my mind off of the stress. And stress there is because I have very little money and 3 very large bills coming up. Yay. And I honestly don't believe the restaurant payed into unemployment so I'm not even sure if I want to try and get it. I'll just get disappointed and even more pissed.

Ah well, I'm trying to pack but Jesse has hidden the packing tape and I can't afford to go buy any. I'll just have to wait until he gets home so he can move one thing and be like, ' here it is, duh.' As per usual. That's all for now, I guess. I might make a tart or something for desert, who knows...