Yesterday felt like a bad day but may turn out to have been a good day . We won't know till either friday or early next week when the social worker I met with makes up her mind if I can be what amounts to the monitor for my friend Leslie and her son . Talk about a stressful day !
I thought the interview went bad and they won't be approving me but a couple of people told me to keep the faith . Went downtown all dressed up trying to look respectable in the navy blue crew neck sweater and charcoal grey skirt and thos hideous heels things ( I wore heels 9 hours a day, 5-6 days a week when I was a cocktail waitresss and it left me with a life long hate for them ) and even got there early to lok more responsble . from the start it was a bad experience .The waiting room brought back bad memorys , being was full of people with no money , not much going for them in life , and in trouble .All off a sudden it was like being a little girl again waiting with my mom at the welfare ofice or when I was 19-20 and had to report to a probation agent as part of my sentance for drunk driving . I noticed how my stomach was growling and I was starting to sweat . People kept oing and going from the offices ( including some angry deputy sheriffs dragging out one screaming guy in handcuffs , thats big city justice for you ! , I've seen that before too starting with my father when I was a girl ) and 10 minutes late the social worker called me in .
She was in her 30's and black looking all professional in a dark blue pants suit . She wasn't to friendly or even making eye contact .I got the idea she wanted me out asap or had already made up her mind to say no . After giving me a little speech about how they are most interested in the welfare of the child and going thru the basics. Like awnsering questions about like how long have I known Leslie , where I work , who are some references for me , & making me fill out this form that asked all sorts of questions like are you a drug addict , are you a alcoholic ( I am but said no , what ae they going to do , have cops stake out liqour stores with my picture ? ) , and the funniest asking if I am a terrorist or communist . After I was done with the form she really nuked me by pullling out a file with my arrests at 19 for drunk driving and how I was given a years suspended sentance and jail time ( 48 hours as a warning ) as punishment . I really didn't kow what to say and infact felt awful . She got in my face telling me how " they ' are unesy about letting a admitted substance abuser and ex-convict ( I was only the county jailhouse for 48 hours and that was 6 years ago ! ) have authority over anyone let alone a old friend with her own substance abuse history ( Les had two drug busts years ago and is a alcoholic herself ) who I'd be sympathetic too . She asked if I had anything to ay but all i could do was sit there flabbergasted . All of a sudden I just blurt out that my troubles were all 6 years ago and I have not been in any trouble since and am diferent now . Even am buying a aprtment . She just nodded and wrote something down and said she'd check my references and make her report to the judge . Then stood up and told me she had another appointment in 2 minutes and threw me out in the metaphorical sense . I didn't know what to do so I left shaken up .
I called Leslie to tell her how it didn't seem to go to good and Les was real upset . She even aked me why I didnt do better like I had deliberately blown it for fun ..But that all left me more upset . So gripped by depression and anxiety about probably failing I walked around downtown for a few hours , the longest time I have had heels on in 4 years ! . By now numb I found a coffee place and just sat there ( still in my coat ) sipping tea for few hours . Leslie called a few more times mostly upset with me , all bothered she'd have to go thru this again with someone else . Going into work was a relief since I coud put my mind on other things . Then it all got a little better . Les did call back and was calmer : said her lawyer ( actually a buddy of her married bf ) said not to worry yet , the social workers and court staff are famous for seeming insensative and we'll know the results when we know the results ! Leslie then went on to talk about her bf taking her to a gaming place/resort . in Indiana tonite and how she found a new hairdresser. I gave it some more thought it came to me they had originally approved Leslie's mom and that horny old drunk makes me look like one of the Catholic's saints so maybe my drunk driving busts weren't such a obstacle after all . Later one of the security who is also a reference told me not to worry , he'll praise me up and down . Gave me a hug and kiss I was so grateful .
So today am nervous and wish it was next monday so we'd know the result . To fight the anxiety of it all am going to meet my gf for lunch and be held . Even am dressing up in one if my favorite outfits from the rummage sale : a navy blue jumper that has a very short pleated skirt , white turtle neck , and off- blue
pantyhose in my black boots . It always gets me looks from guys too .

At work the penguin suit and orthies..............
Alive in spite of myself and looking at the world .........