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.