July 23, 2011
Got up this morning and talked to hubby. He recently got his truck driving license. Can’t find a job because everyone wants experience and no one wants to give him experience. He said he is beginning to think he isn’t suppose to be a truck driver. I asked him what else he thought he might want to do. He said it is not what he wants to do but what he can do with the shape he is in. He is in bad shape after 5 years of depression.
Where does that leave us?
This is not what I envisioned for the years after we were done raising our children. I’m tired of the constant stress. I really don’t know how much longer I can do this. At least we have a rare sunny morning here and I’m off for the weekend.