My life sucks

I have finally come to terms with the fact that my life sucks.  I have a fraction of a social life. I am not even going to open that Pandora’s box I call my “dating situation.”  The second job is bringing in extra money, but not as much as I expected.  It has gotten to the point now where three people are sent home almost every shift.  The only thing that keeps me going is the faith that I will buy the Money Pit.  I talked to a home ownership counselor today.  If I don’t qualify for this first-time-home-buyer-special-loan thing, the following actions will take place: I will cry, yell, maim and kill everyone associated with the home buying process, including all the banks in the tri-state area.