Confusion. Yay!
Oiy. I've got an interview tomorrow with the bullseye people. I hope it goes well. Or do I? I can't decide. I kinda want it to go well because extra steady income would be nice, but I kinda don't want it to go well because then I wouldn't have any other excuse not to go model for art students. I haven't the foggiest clue what I want right now, occupationally speaking. Ideally, I'd stop being a cashier at the home improvement place and become a glorified stock girl slash greeter thing. Plus I'd run my workshop. Sadly, there aren't any positions like that, unless you count freight. I think I might ask to be transferred to freight. That might be fun. And I'd work a few hours at the bullseye's service desk or something. Someplace cool and clean where I could just help customers. Then, I'd set up a schedule for modeling that would involve working on days when I wasn't at the other two stores. And, on top of that, I'd fit in role play. And they'd let me sit down.
This is the ideal... it won't happen.
I love my workshop. As much as I dislike some of the grumpy parents, all the rest of them make it worth it. I don't think I'll ever be able to leave without one heck of a party for my last workshop.
Oh! I'm going to make a buddy of mine rosary beads. Carefully hand-crafted, beautiful, meaningful rosary beads. I'm excited! ^.^
Well, here's hoping tomorrow goes... just goes. ^.^
This is the ideal... it won't happen.
I love my workshop. As much as I dislike some of the grumpy parents, all the rest of them make it worth it. I don't think I'll ever be able to leave without one heck of a party for my last workshop.
Oh! I'm going to make a buddy of mine rosary beads. Carefully hand-crafted, beautiful, meaningful rosary beads. I'm excited! ^.^
Well, here's hoping tomorrow goes... just goes. ^.^