DH is going to apply for a job!

Since DH has been getting out to try to get that fox, and trying to help out around the house more, he's been talking about how much he wants a job. I've heard that before, so I don't say much, but truly, the Depakote seems to be making him think more realistically, so it's not beyond the realm of possibility, for sure....

DH and I had to go to WalMart tonite. On the way in, I looked at the little "snack bar" that took the "food" space when McDonalds pulled out. I wondered how such an uninteresting place could stay in business, but figured it was probably just the captive WalMart audience helping it along....anyhow, there in the window, was a large "HELP WANTED" sign. DH was still outside smoking, so I stepped inside and asked "for an application for my husband". The manager there asked me what he was looking for and I said something part time and flexible. She seemed very interested, and told me that the other manager would be in tomorrow. She also told me that eventually they'd be looking for shift leaders, too. I thought to myself, "pretty easy, selling big pretzels and coffee," and then DH walked in and I told him what I had done and showed him the application.

Lucky for me, he was out of cigarettes. Tee hee.

The application was a very simple one. Just personal info, 3 jobs to list, and your signature.

And the evil wife told DH that she'd buy him cigarettes if he'd fill out the application and go back with me to turn it in tomorrow. Being the addict that he is, he said he would.

He told me he's excited, but also really nervous and scared. He can't remember the last time he applied for a job in earnest. I can't either. I'm not sure they'll be interested in hiring a 37 year old man, but I'm hoping he can impress them with his dependability and congeniality....or something....anyhow, cross your fingers for us, because tomorrow is also DH's first meeting with the "stop smoking" people. So he will be busy. I hope it's not too much too soon. I didn't mean to throw everything right at him on the same day, it just worked out that way.....

Oh--and he hasn't shot the fox yet. And my mom is still about the same. Much worse than she was before this happened--I don't have much confidence right now that she will be going back to her apartment, but miracles do happen, I guess....anyhow, she's better than she was at first, so I guess that's a plus, anyhow....