Getting settled in

I still have a half hour on my lunch break, and for the first time in ages, I don't have a million and a a half phone calls to make or other things I need to do. So I'm going to get some of my thoughts into writing since it's been a while since I've done that. I have a personal, online journal that I was writing in for quite a while, but I haven't had time to write anything lately.

I've got most everything unpacked at the new apartment. The bad news is that there's still EVEN MORE crap left at the house that I have to deal with. Not only that, I have to somehow find enough time between now and the divorce court date exactly one week and one hour from how to finish the flooring in the living room. I'm getting very frustrated with my lawyer because I've left her at least 3 messages since last week, and she hasn't returned a single one of them. I wrote her an e-mail yesterday, and still no reply. The problem is that Miguel cannot refinance the house and get any cash out of it to buy me out of my half of the equity, and he refuses to agree to sell it, and he also doesn't want to take out a loan to pay me. He's suggesting that we rent the house out, and I'll collect all the rent until my half of the equity is paid. Well, that would take over a year, and that's assuming that we actually find renters who pay their bills. Which leaves me in the position of asking him for money every month for the next year. I don't want to be in that position, and I'm also not willing to just walk away from the house and get nothing in return. I put too much work into that place. Basically, I need the advice of my lawyer, and I can't ever seem to talk to her. Frustrating.

I don't remember if I wrote about this before, but I had a bit of a break down at work last week and nearly quit. I don't really like what I've been doing lately. I was offered an opportunity to start working in the water quality lab doing water sample analysis and learning the different techniques and instrumentation that goes along with all things water quality. Sounded like a pretty sweet deal since every city has water treatment facilities, and they need chemists to test the water (not that working at a sewage treatment facility is my dream job, but it's a job that should come with benefits). So I decided to take it. Well, I'm regretting it. The man that I work for now is "detail-oriented" as he calls it. I call it a pain in the ass. He expects way too much of me, and when I can't deliver, I feel like a failure. I also never get to go outside anymore, which was one of the things I loved most about this job. I'm sure my skin will be better off in the long run, but for now, it's depressing. And to make matters worse, the guy that used to supervise me has turned into a complete ass-hole towards me. Combine all the stresses at work with the stress of my personal life, and maybe you can see why I broke into tears at work when my flip-flop broke. Oh, and I haven't had any time to go running in over three weeks. Ouch.

Anyway, I should probably wrap this up now.