Ugh, I need a better job.

So while it's something that has been bugging me for the longest time, I am looking for another job and or a second job. The reason is while my mom and I are allowed to remain in my grandfather's house thanks to the executive of the estate, he's annoyed that I only work two days a week and is on me about how I need another job. Loved how he went into the whole (I have cancer, yet when I can I'll help you, but I come first) guilt trip.

The sad part is, this entire issue (minus him having cancer) was the bulk of 2016 for me and resulted in me actually contemplating the one way ticket escape (if you catch my drift). So it's nice to know that I have this stress back in my life once again. I've been applying for jobs, but now it to the point he believes the only jobs I'm suited for are ones in a grocery store since it's been a year and I'm still not at another job.

I pay the bills, budget my finances, and I've even taken to selling more of my stuff on eBay to accommodate the increasing prices. But with the electric needing to get repaired, the school tax, and his patience wearing thin as he wants his plan to work (for the record, his plan is both my mom and I employed full time in a factory or at a place he can get favors from) the stress is now back again.

Add insult to injury, I was told almost two weeks ago my manager where I work now is leaving and that the other manager there is also leaving. So that means a new group of people, which means my only source of income could end up going away unless I can move as fast as an 18 yr old.

Sigh, I need a hug. Why does life hate me so bad? I thought my associates degree in we design would be a good thing when I got it in 2009. Now it's just a joke that laughs at me while family berate me.