I applied for my old job. In my former life (before kids that is), I was a disability claims adjudicator. It's a fancy way of saying that I made the decision on the medical portion of Social Security Disability claims. I got to decide who was disabled under Social Security and who was not.
I originally applied and was hired in the winter of 1999. I was 22 years old and in love with a very gorgeous man (still am). Looking back, I was so young. I can't believe they hired me. Now, all I can think is I hope they hire me again even though I'm so old.
So many things have changed. I wasn't even married, I had never owned a car, lived in an apartment, or been I my owned. Now, I have been married for almost 8 years, owned several places, owned a house and lost a house and am trying to do it again. When I started, I was only concerned about myself and my then three months later my new husband. Now, I have three girly girls that need this job.
They need the insurance this job can provide. They need schools. They need food and shelter (and some princess things thrown in for good measure). Bob and I have made choices and good or bad we have lived with the consequences. I hate that my kids have sometimes had such a difficult time due to our choices.
I know that I meet the minimum criteria so I should be offered a test date during the last week of July. We'll probably make it a family adventure and take the kids up to there for the day while I take the test.