"..It's One Mistep And Slip Before you Know It."
“Sometimes you may feel you're the only one
Cos all the things you thought were safe, now they're gone
But you won't be alone, I'll be here to carry you along
Watching you 'til all your work is done.”
-Phil Collins, Father To Son
I was gonna wait to type this until I found out for sure next week, but I wanted to get it out, plus other things too.
Wed, I got a call from a gentleman at one of the many companies I sent my resume to via e-mail due to their help wanted ads in the paper/on paper’s web site. I didn’t expect much. I never hear back from any of those, and the job position was a little out of my league anyways, but I had nothing to lose in trying.
He called me, said he was reviewing my resume, talked to me about my experiences, and genuinely seemed pleased with me. Everything went well, and he asked me to meet him early Thurs. morning. Okay, that’s good. An Interview.
So I head there, and the overall thing takes about an hour and a half. Which is a very good thing. Took the tests, filled out the appropriate applications, etc. I met with the guy who called, a supervising manager, etc.
In the final talk with the guy, he told me the actual position I applied for isn’t quite in my league. He needs someone with more experience and qualifications. But, he liked what he saw on my resume enough that he has several things that he could make a position up for me to do. Basically, he wants me at the company, and wants to do what it takes (company wise) to get me in there. He’s just gotta convince his boss go for it.
So, this is nothing concrete, but it’s definitely something positive in the whole work issue. He said I should know something by Wed. this coming week. Wish me luck…
I took a big gulp of my pride also that night. Money is to the point where we’re gonna be late on things. No question about it. So I did what I didn’t want to. I called my father up and asked for the money. To my surprise, he said he would, so we’ve averted things for this coming set of bills, which I suppose is good. Still, I don’t like that I had to ask, and I feel low and dirty for doing so. But I look at Bryan, and how sick Adelle is making herself over things, and I know I need to make that sacrifice of myself.
Today however, was certainly a mixed bag. Things were fine until about 2:30pm when I went to get my brother. Was crossing the bridge when something, don’t know what, hit my windshield in the bottom left and cracked it *groan*. Worse, I think it’s growing. My brother did too, but it could also easily be my imagination since I’m not used to having a crack there to begin with. It’s just not what I need right now cause we’ve NO money to fix it should it actually be growing. Why things have to happen now, I don’t know.
Lastly is lil CD, my son Bryan. He hurt himself pretty bad tonight. Me, my bro and my sister were walking from her house to mine (she lives only a few houses down, around the corner and my bro is spending the weekend with me). Bryan was running/walking ahead while I watched him and I saw him trip and fall.
Okay, I’m thinking, “ouch, but no biggie”. He didn’t cry and he got right up and started booking again towards the house, so I thought nothing wrong (though he was going a lot faster now, you’d have thought him Kid Flash!). As he started rounding up the walk to what I thought would lead him to our door, he lets out a huge steady scream/cry.
So I took off running, leaving my sister and bro behind. My son didn’t stop at the door and had I not caught up to him, I don’t know where he would have stopped because he ran right passed the door and was heading towards the back of the home.
I get him inside. And I’m in shock. His mouth and upper lip is covered in blood, his knee is bloody and his hand is scraped. Not good.
So, I clean him up and his outer up lip (right under his nose) is scraped bloody and he’s knocked a tooth fairly loose (there’s 3 others in the front also loose, but only one actually has the bloody gum around it even after cleaned, so I think the others are just slightly loosened from the fall and also just from being baby teeth getting ready to come out too). His nose is bruised too.
I clean his upper lip and knee with alcohol and put a band-aid on his knee. I felt so horrible from him, and my biggest concern is his teeth (obviously). My bro things he’ll be okay, but as a parent, I don’t know if I’m worrying needlessly because he’s my son, or because it’s warranted. I’ll know tomorrow when he goes to eat I suppose. I’ll lay off the harder foods when I can for tomorrow.
I just feel so bad for him cause he was having such a good time today after school till then and I felt so bad to see it crash down like that.
I suppose that’s it for now. I did get to talk to my best friend tonight, and I always feel better after that. So that’s good.
Cos all the things you thought were safe, now they're gone
But you won't be alone, I'll be here to carry you along
Watching you 'til all your work is done.”
-Phil Collins, Father To Son
I was gonna wait to type this until I found out for sure next week, but I wanted to get it out, plus other things too.
Wed, I got a call from a gentleman at one of the many companies I sent my resume to via e-mail due to their help wanted ads in the paper/on paper’s web site. I didn’t expect much. I never hear back from any of those, and the job position was a little out of my league anyways, but I had nothing to lose in trying.
He called me, said he was reviewing my resume, talked to me about my experiences, and genuinely seemed pleased with me. Everything went well, and he asked me to meet him early Thurs. morning. Okay, that’s good. An Interview.
So I head there, and the overall thing takes about an hour and a half. Which is a very good thing. Took the tests, filled out the appropriate applications, etc. I met with the guy who called, a supervising manager, etc.
In the final talk with the guy, he told me the actual position I applied for isn’t quite in my league. He needs someone with more experience and qualifications. But, he liked what he saw on my resume enough that he has several things that he could make a position up for me to do. Basically, he wants me at the company, and wants to do what it takes (company wise) to get me in there. He’s just gotta convince his boss go for it.
So, this is nothing concrete, but it’s definitely something positive in the whole work issue. He said I should know something by Wed. this coming week. Wish me luck…
I took a big gulp of my pride also that night. Money is to the point where we’re gonna be late on things. No question about it. So I did what I didn’t want to. I called my father up and asked for the money. To my surprise, he said he would, so we’ve averted things for this coming set of bills, which I suppose is good. Still, I don’t like that I had to ask, and I feel low and dirty for doing so. But I look at Bryan, and how sick Adelle is making herself over things, and I know I need to make that sacrifice of myself.
Today however, was certainly a mixed bag. Things were fine until about 2:30pm when I went to get my brother. Was crossing the bridge when something, don’t know what, hit my windshield in the bottom left and cracked it *groan*. Worse, I think it’s growing. My brother did too, but it could also easily be my imagination since I’m not used to having a crack there to begin with. It’s just not what I need right now cause we’ve NO money to fix it should it actually be growing. Why things have to happen now, I don’t know.
Lastly is lil CD, my son Bryan. He hurt himself pretty bad tonight. Me, my bro and my sister were walking from her house to mine (she lives only a few houses down, around the corner and my bro is spending the weekend with me). Bryan was running/walking ahead while I watched him and I saw him trip and fall.
Okay, I’m thinking, “ouch, but no biggie”. He didn’t cry and he got right up and started booking again towards the house, so I thought nothing wrong (though he was going a lot faster now, you’d have thought him Kid Flash!). As he started rounding up the walk to what I thought would lead him to our door, he lets out a huge steady scream/cry.
So I took off running, leaving my sister and bro behind. My son didn’t stop at the door and had I not caught up to him, I don’t know where he would have stopped because he ran right passed the door and was heading towards the back of the home.
I get him inside. And I’m in shock. His mouth and upper lip is covered in blood, his knee is bloody and his hand is scraped. Not good.
So, I clean him up and his outer up lip (right under his nose) is scraped bloody and he’s knocked a tooth fairly loose (there’s 3 others in the front also loose, but only one actually has the bloody gum around it even after cleaned, so I think the others are just slightly loosened from the fall and also just from being baby teeth getting ready to come out too). His nose is bruised too.
I clean his upper lip and knee with alcohol and put a band-aid on his knee. I felt so horrible from him, and my biggest concern is his teeth (obviously). My bro things he’ll be okay, but as a parent, I don’t know if I’m worrying needlessly because he’s my son, or because it’s warranted. I’ll know tomorrow when he goes to eat I suppose. I’ll lay off the harder foods when I can for tomorrow.
I just feel so bad for him cause he was having such a good time today after school till then and I felt so bad to see it crash down like that.
I suppose that’s it for now. I did get to talk to my best friend tonight, and I always feel better after that. So that’s good.