Personal rambling below the cut

The Austin Film Festival is this weekend. I went last year, no way in hell I could afford to go this year.

I feel like I’m a lot less optimistic right now then I was at this time last year. I’m doing the best I can but it’s just not been easy. All I can do is keep putting one foot in front of the other and hope that it all works out somehow.

I just didn’t realize how precarious my finances were until we were both out of work with just a tiny little bit of freelance income coming. I told my mom the other day I’m scared about graduating college next year. A little hopeful, but mostly scared, because I have all this student loan debt I’ve been piling up and I have no idea if I’ll be able to find a job to support paying that back.

I already told hubby we may end up moving because i’m going to look elsewhere for work besides here. He’s resistant to the idea, but, well, gotta go where the jobs are.

I just want to get back where I’m not constantly getting shut off notices.

I’m also almost out of anti depressants but I’m not sure I’ve got the fifty bucks for more.