Well, the last time I updated my blog I mentioned having two jobs. That was my last night at job number two. With Christmas time being over, tax season approaching and people not out to shop currently business is down, which means hours are down. I have not been scheduled for four weeks now, and decided it was the perfect opportunity to turn in a two weeks notice. The decision to resign from that job was on the back burner for a time. Going to college and working two jobs just does not work out at all. There is not enough time in a day to work on everything one needs to, plus obtain a decent night's sleep. My stress level is down, thankfully, yet my anxiety levels have increased. I believe it is time to start taking my prescription for anxiety yet again.
The time of year is effecting my work at my first job as well. Hours are being cut, our closing times have become earlier, and customers are not coming in like they were. Similar things happened last year, but I expect they will improve eventually. Sadly, just have to cut back on expenses as well. Fingers crossed I can make that car payment, put gas in my car to go to school and pay for my cell phone. I guess at a time like this it is when you become grateful for student loans. I have going into debt, but right now it is the decision I had to make to take a few extra bucks out of the school, mainly for gas money, but it will also help pay for the car payment until my income increases again.
School started this week, and I am proud to say that I went to every class this week with the exception (I thought of you, Jay, typing that word) of my first class on Monday, due to the fact that I didn't even know I was going to take the course until after the class had ended that day. So far classes seem to be going along very well. Right now I am just taking one day at a time and just enjoying the slow time to think and be able to focus myself on my readings. Seminar is this semester, which means a 25 to 30 page essay on the novel "Great Expectations" by Charles Dickens. It isn't the essay or the mounds of research I will be doing that has me scared: It's the 7 minute presentation on my subject that has butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Dr. DeCuir was generous and said he was only asking for a 7 minute presentation instead of 10. We will be presenting to friends and family who show up, plus the whole English Department staff and student who come along. Oh, butterflies, please go away!
Also, due to lack there of time to devote to my girls, they will be going to a new home here very soon. Thanks to an awesome Forum for Guinea Pigs, I found them a home that already has three females, and both my girls will be able to go live together. It is very sad to see them go, but due to the lack there of home time in the past few months due to other obligations I felt the best thing for Red and Mocha was to find them someone who could hold them daily and spend more time caring for them. They deserve to be held and petted daily, and not in their cage trying to entertain themselves. Luckily they both have each other. Early most mornings I can hear them chasing each other around their cage. It is very cute listening, but even cuter watching.
Murphy will be staying with me, wherever I move to after I graduate this May he is coming along for the ride. I refuse to leave my best friend behind at my parents' home. It is hard enough as it is away from him for an evening some nights when I stay on the school campus with a friend or if I am 2 hours from home visiting Jay. Currently he is lying at the end of my bed snoozing. I am positive he will be in my face around 8 in the morning to place food into his bowl, even though food is already there. Spoiled kitty.
Hopefully I will find more time again to update here soon. It is after 3 in the morning and I have work at 11 until 4. I just thought I would update to help calm my mind before I went to sleep. If there is one positive experience from this blog is that I can produce some typing time, even if it is not a narrative. I'm currently waiting for inspiration to hit me so I can write something again. I love days when I sit down and suddenly an idea comes to mind, and I sit and type it all out within half a dozen hours. I always enjoy going back months later to see my creativity. There are some days I read my creations and wonder how I came up with what I wrote. Sometimes I wonder if I actually did write a phrase I placed into my work. Unless someone broke into my external hard drive or my personal laptop and placed it there, than yes, I came up with it all on my own.
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