The times they be a changing

What up bitches?
Life is handing us lemons and we're making lemonade! It's sweet fucking lemonade and I'm gonna put some vodka in it!
Sold the wife's van and got her a sweet payment-less ride! It's actually pretty nice, I should trade her for mine. Speaking of mine, it's too new to do much with, I would lose about $2K on it to get out of it. Fuck it, I'll deal with that later.
I have my first phone interview tomorrow for a job that I didn't even think would give me a second look. It's kind of funny as I've been conservative about what I've been applying for and none of the ones that I could do blindfolded bothered to call me back. Maybe I need to reach for the stars and see what happens.
As time passes, the pain and fear seem to subside. Sure, life will be different as the cash flow minimizes, but the quality may actually improve. Let's face it my hours sucked and I worked many weekends. Now, I may just get 9-5er, Monday through Friday. The potential for weekend drinking is increasing immensely!

For now it's auto pilot til the last day, clean up the warehouse and have a huge Ebay sale the following week or two, skate for a few weeks then it's back to the grindstone! Only bummer is that I can't even celebrate with narcotics because I may have to do a drug screen! ASSHOLES!!!!
Poppy seed hot dog buns anyone?