Well I finally went in for an allergy test after weeks of sufferring and crappy sleep and boxes of tissues. They put rows of liquid dots on you and then poke them with a sharp little metal thing to get them under your skin. Results; "that's very impressive!" Translation; you are really allergic to everything! Oh joy. A pile of perscriptions later and there's really not much else I can do but wait out the onslaught of pollen. It's dwindling, I can tell, I slept through the night twice already without any medication. My plan of attack for next year, if we are still here that is, is to go on an extended vacation as soon as the pollen starts breaking out. No one else seems to be sufferring as much as me, but Tim had his fair share last year.
So summer is coming. I find myself in the same old situation of uncertainty. Tim's job is not going as well as he'd like, neither is the search for a new one. We've done a lot of down-sizing, cost cutting, and selling, but we have a lot of bills that we can't change. His 2006 contribution to all these is roughly $700 so I've suggested he try substitute teaching to pick up some extra money and still be able to pick up our daughter from school since we only have one car. It just feels like such crap. We would've liked to buy something by now, not have to move again. I have what I consider a good job, I like it, but in this economy rent sucks up over half of my salary and preschool takes the rest. That doesn't leave anything for anything else. I feel bad, we were doing so well in NY and I really wanted to leave and now Tim can't find his niche. However, had we stayed in upstate, who knows what would've happened. It was so depressing there weather-wise. I always would've wondered about leaving too. AT least now, if I do go back, I don't have to wonder. I still don't want to though. The fact that there are no jobs for me there is as true now as it was then.
Last night I had a dream I was cleaning out aquariums. Lots of them. Most had fish, all different kinds, and one was a terrarium for turtles (I do have 2 turtles). I kept having to take them off this huge center stack/shelf and clean them out and refill them with fresh water for the fish and there was always another one to do, even though the biggest one in the middle was done. I think Tim was suppossed to be helping me, but dissappeared. At one point I forgot to put the water back in for the fish and a bunch of them died. I hurried to fill it up but most were already gone and floated. There seemed to be some unrest going on, everyone wanted a job (immigrants?) and at one point I was driving in a van with a man, someones father, maybe mine..and we stopped to help these people who were all climbing up this grassy hill by a river. There was a little boy and a girl I knew from HS, Stacy. She got in the van and we hurried to drive away leaving many behind. This is about where I woke up. The turtle tank does need a good cleaning.