STRESS!
I. AM. STRESSED. THE. FUCK. OUT.
Seriously. I feel like I'm going crazy. Where should I start?
As always, my job sucks, but it's not really because of the actual job this time. It's because of my schedule. Here it is for the next few weeks:
9/2 6:30-3:30 then heading to Chucktown
9/3 off
9/4 6:30-4
9/5 6:30-3:30
9/6 8-5
9/7 11-7
9/8 9:30-7
9/9 9:30-6 then heading to St. Louis
9/10 off
9/11 off
9/12 10-9 (yeah, that's an 11 hour shift)
9/13 6:30-4
9/14 11-7
9/15 6:30-4:30
9/16 6:30-3 and then I'll probably head to Chucktown
9/17 off
9/18 10-7
9/19 off
So you'll see from that, I am typically working every day of the week but Sundays, and both Holly and I are working ridiculously long shifts on a fairly regular basis. Ten hour shifts are nothing for us anymore. And we've been DEAD, so it makes it even worse. To add to the stress, three people have quit in the past two weeks, and now everyone is working a lot more. I need the next 3 1/2 months to go by fast...
But then again, I don't. Derek and I still need to find a house and buy it (provided we have money to do that) and I need to find a job. I found quite a few houses online last night that I liked, and I applied to about five jobs today and already received one reply. However, the mere thought of BUYING A HOUSE is scaring the shit out of me. Even though I've been trying to get myself out of debt (and I've been doing a good job at that), I'm terrified that we aren't going to have any money to buy a house, buy stuff to furnish a house, and THEN get married AND pay for that. AAAHHHH.
I spent last night and today looking up wedding locations. It's ridiculous how much these things cost. Seriously, $50 a head? I don't think so. I think the lowest I've seen is $28 a head, and that was at a place in the middle of nowhere (okay, not really nowhere, but not near anything exciting).
I've been spending about one night a week (two if I'm lucky) up at Derek's. It really sucks that financial aid is dicking him around and so he's not able to come visit me because he has no money. It sucks because I have to put gas in my car to drive up there too. But I'm willing to do it and I try not to complain. So again, I want it to be December so I can see him as often as I wish (which, by that time, we will hopefully have a place to call home).
One cool thing coming up is that Derek and I are going to Six Flags on October 13...which is Friday the 13th and also marks 9 months of us being together!! Oh, and next weekend I am going to try to go to a Cardinals game (on September 11) with Johanna...it's against the Astros and I hate those fuckers. But yay! Carp just pitched a complete game...and the game lasted less than two hours. Wow.
Okay, I need to get going so I can finish up my research and then go to bed so I can get up at 5 a.m. Later.
Seriously. I feel like I'm going crazy. Where should I start?
As always, my job sucks, but it's not really because of the actual job this time. It's because of my schedule. Here it is for the next few weeks:
9/2 6:30-3:30 then heading to Chucktown
9/3 off
9/4 6:30-4
9/5 6:30-3:30
9/6 8-5
9/7 11-7
9/8 9:30-7
9/9 9:30-6 then heading to St. Louis
9/10 off
9/11 off
9/12 10-9 (yeah, that's an 11 hour shift)
9/13 6:30-4
9/14 11-7
9/15 6:30-4:30
9/16 6:30-3 and then I'll probably head to Chucktown
9/17 off
9/18 10-7
9/19 off
So you'll see from that, I am typically working every day of the week but Sundays, and both Holly and I are working ridiculously long shifts on a fairly regular basis. Ten hour shifts are nothing for us anymore. And we've been DEAD, so it makes it even worse. To add to the stress, three people have quit in the past two weeks, and now everyone is working a lot more. I need the next 3 1/2 months to go by fast...
But then again, I don't. Derek and I still need to find a house and buy it (provided we have money to do that) and I need to find a job. I found quite a few houses online last night that I liked, and I applied to about five jobs today and already received one reply. However, the mere thought of BUYING A HOUSE is scaring the shit out of me. Even though I've been trying to get myself out of debt (and I've been doing a good job at that), I'm terrified that we aren't going to have any money to buy a house, buy stuff to furnish a house, and THEN get married AND pay for that. AAAHHHH.
I spent last night and today looking up wedding locations. It's ridiculous how much these things cost. Seriously, $50 a head? I don't think so. I think the lowest I've seen is $28 a head, and that was at a place in the middle of nowhere (okay, not really nowhere, but not near anything exciting).
I've been spending about one night a week (two if I'm lucky) up at Derek's. It really sucks that financial aid is dicking him around and so he's not able to come visit me because he has no money. It sucks because I have to put gas in my car to drive up there too. But I'm willing to do it and I try not to complain. So again, I want it to be December so I can see him as often as I wish (which, by that time, we will hopefully have a place to call home).
One cool thing coming up is that Derek and I are going to Six Flags on October 13...which is Friday the 13th and also marks 9 months of us being together!! Oh, and next weekend I am going to try to go to a Cardinals game (on September 11) with Johanna...it's against the Astros and I hate those fuckers. But yay! Carp just pitched a complete game...and the game lasted less than two hours. Wow.
Okay, I need to get going so I can finish up my research and then go to bed so I can get up at 5 a.m. Later.