Well, I do, tomorrow afternoon but I so want to cancel it so bad. Stupid depression. I may not take the job but this is a reason to get out of the apartment tomorrow, at least. (It’s a caregiver job which I have never done before.)
I just really need a job and am kind of desperate to have one in that I’m willing to take just about anything even if I know it would be a bad fit. And I hate that I feel so desperate that I have to take any job I can get. That I have to sell myself short, that I’m not worth a good job.