I didn't get the other two jobs. I was too tired and frazzled and desperate and it had showed. So I get ready for this one without any hope and not a lot of interest. I want to go because I want to feel as if I'm at least making gestures towards getting back to work. And of course, I need the money.
Kids are expensive.
Janice is not, at least for a few hours every few days. Janice is at nursery till noon. I come back in, check the bag again. Yes, all her things are there. Then I realise.