Well I guess you could say the inevitable happened. I could hear it immediately in my husband's voice. Not quite getting fired, but a slow-bleeding death of half pay with the possiblity of no health insurance. Our finances and life as we knew it are definitely over. I panicked, screamed and ranted that no way would I work a full 40 hour week in pharmacy, that I wasn't prepared to be the breadwinner, not in such a choking, ulcer-inducive profession. But a few hours later I calmed down and now, a day later, I'm considering exactly that. What else can I do? It's been such a roller coaster, but I can't let my family fall apart.
So, this morning went back to my old haunt at the Seton Hall Library, same floor, same cubicle, same vaguely familiar Federal pharmacy law I'd studied over a year ago. I guess it beats just sitting around fretting. Proactive is my new motto. Oh right, Just Do It. Speaking of which, one bright point... we rented the Jersey Shore house. And still eating lots of raspberries. Driving home from the library Frank Sinatra's 'That's Life' came on the radio and it made me smile. I haven't yet cried.
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Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Misery squared
Wowie!!! I actually made $4.98 so far with this blogging. Is it possible that I could actually make a living as a writer instead of a drug pusher? I know, I know, don't get too excited here. Seriously, I have not a clue how this blogging thing works, mostly I think Google is in denial ... let's not tell them all the page impressions are from my own hand. Whatever, it's half a lunch!!
Anyway, in keeping with my last post entitled 'misery', I did some more soul searching and figured if I'm truly that miserable with my pharmacy gig and my finances in general, I might as well jump in whole hog and embrace the misery. In other words, while I'm poor and stressed out-- and in keeping with the confessional theme, slightly overweight-- I might as well start studying for the MPJE, while eating oatmeal with blueberries and raspberries, while listing our rental property every 3 hours on Craigslist. In the words of Nancy Reagan, Just Do it. Not that I'm a republican.
What pisses me off is I already took the Massachusetts law exam a year and a half ago. Failed by one lousy point then spent 5 months in an isolation cubicle at Seton Hall library studying in total panic mode. For that exam I got an 86 which prompted my nine-year-old son to say, "You overstudied."
Then it was on to the NJ Board of Pharmacy pleading with them to allow me to take the exam then, rather than after the 1000 hour internship, claiming 'menopausal brain' as my defense. They'd have none of it, so here I am studying the same exact gruel, only I don't remember jack shit. I just don't know how to study for this exam. If you don't memorize every single amendment, from the Delaney clause to the Medical Device Amendment, then how can you be sure to pass such an arbitrary, nitpicky, test. So it's back to the grind...please pray for me.
By the way, who exactly is reading this blog? Just curious, feel free to comment.
Anyway, in keeping with my last post entitled 'misery', I did some more soul searching and figured if I'm truly that miserable with my pharmacy gig and my finances in general, I might as well jump in whole hog and embrace the misery. In other words, while I'm poor and stressed out-- and in keeping with the confessional theme, slightly overweight-- I might as well start studying for the MPJE, while eating oatmeal with blueberries and raspberries, while listing our rental property every 3 hours on Craigslist. In the words of Nancy Reagan, Just Do it. Not that I'm a republican.
What pisses me off is I already took the Massachusetts law exam a year and a half ago. Failed by one lousy point then spent 5 months in an isolation cubicle at Seton Hall library studying in total panic mode. For that exam I got an 86 which prompted my nine-year-old son to say, "You overstudied."
Then it was on to the NJ Board of Pharmacy pleading with them to allow me to take the exam then, rather than after the 1000 hour internship, claiming 'menopausal brain' as my defense. They'd have none of it, so here I am studying the same exact gruel, only I don't remember jack shit. I just don't know how to study for this exam. If you don't memorize every single amendment, from the Delaney clause to the Medical Device Amendment, then how can you be sure to pass such an arbitrary, nitpicky, test. So it's back to the grind...please pray for me.
By the way, who exactly is reading this blog? Just curious, feel free to comment.
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