UGH. I have had the most awful past 6 weeks. Here goes a long rant.
I do something for myself for once- stand up to an ongoing workplace bullying issue, which entails me leaving my job. I've had random pet-sitting jobs here and there since then, but nothing steady so that's been a huge stressor.
My SO and I have been together for 8 years now, and the 7-8 year itch is REAL y'all. It's been rough anyway and add to that a financial stressor. He is supportive but there are definitely more stressors than there would be if I'd had a steady income.
Also began fostering for a local canine rescue. First 2 foster dogs were angels. The 3rd one we have currently and my own dog have gotten into 2 fights in the past couple days, resulting in an emergency vet visit for a cut eyelid, and a rDVM visit for puncture wounds.. I've cried so much. I feel like a horrible foster mom and an even worse dog mom. I don't know who or what is starting the scuffles, so I've had to keep them completely separated.
I know everyone who's past this stage will say, "oh don't worry, relax" but being in limbo re: vet school acceptances is insanely stressful. I am very much a planner and it is really bothering me not knowing where we will be going, assuming I even get in. My SO will be finishing his Masters and having to job hunt, but can't do much searching until we know where/if I get in. I feel like I'm being pulled in so many different directions- my family is pressuring me to come down to see them for every damn upcoming holiday, as it may be the last time we can do a 6-7 hr drive to see them in a long time. It's really not that easy to say, "ok sure, let me let all my job interviewers know i'll need Thanksgiving, Christmas, AND New Years off." I get where my mom is coming from but come on. Plus we'd have to find a pet sitter for the bearded dragon and turtle. Another thing to do and another expense.
At the wildlife sanctuary, the director backed into our relatively new vehicle, damaging the rear bumper. She has a multitude of personal issues and I'm trying to be sensitive to that, so I agreed to not go thru insurance to get it fixed. It's going to cost a few hundred to fix it at minimum which I know she doesn't have. I know it's not my problem, but I still feel guilty.
Anyway, things are finally starting to look better. I was able to find another foster to take Charlie, so no more foster dog fights to deal with.
I just got a job offer at animal control.
My SO and I went on a much needed date and talked over some drinks and calzones. The things a little communication will do!
Sorry, long rant full of complaints but I needed to vent!