Homecoming for H
Beyond the usual homecoming for the holiday, I seem to be coming home to stay... until that wonderful day I hear the words "you're hired". The return home has already begun...
Yesterday was my first day back cashiering at the hometown grocery store. From now I on, I will be working there on a regular basis part-time every week, even though I'll still be helping out in the corporate offices a little bit too. It's a mix of feelings, coming back to work there. Many of the same people I worked with years ago are still there, in addition to some I worked with only a few months ago during my previous short return. Many of the customers are still the same regular faces I remember seeing for so long, and yes, some of them know me personally, while others just remember me. It's kind of cool to be remembered, and to catch up with people you know from the community you grew up in. It's also a bit strange, when you realize that they might be thinking "Geez, she STILL works here?! I'd have thought by now she'd be doing better than this place." For the most part, I try not to let that bother me. But if I can tell they're wondering, I tell them what I've been up to, and that I'm now on the job-hunt, and that seems to satisfy the curiosity.
You know what's also odd? That I do not seem to have forgotten much at all about cashiering. It's pretty scary when you can recall the PLU for ginger root or parsnips without even having to look it up! Where the hell was that information stored in my brain, and WHY? Scary! On the other hand, it does make getting in and out of U-scans a lot faster for me, because many stores have the same PLU numbers for produce. Just for fun, sometimes S will quiz me on my PLUs at the U-Scan when we go shopping, and 9 times out of 10, I'm right. Creepy... But what I can say? I have an excellent memory, and it's definitely saved my ass on more than one occasion.
Anyhow, back to working in Saline, and pretty soon, I'll be living in Saline again- at my parents' house in my old room. Ugh. This is not strictly by choice, it's more an act of desperation. My best friend/landlord/roommate is getting married, and her fiancee is moving in end of Feb. That means three's a crowd (though she never likes to say it that way, that is what she means), and I'm out. I understand, and I know it would be awkward if I stayed, not to mention incredibly packed in here. But I still have to admit I resent the fact that I'm being so unceremoniously kicked out of my home. I didn't do anything wrong! Well, nothing serious anyway... But whatever, I have no say. It it not my place. So, back home I go, until I find a job and my own place somewhere. Couldn't afford one now, but when I get a job, we'll see. And no, no way in hell I'm moving in with S. It's not that either of us would mind it so badly, it's just that I really don't want to push our relationship in that direction yet ( I don't think he's ready for it), and to be honest, I really would like to have my own place for awhile before giving up my indpendence. I've never had my own place, and that's one experience I feel I require before I even think about settling down with anyone. My mom thinks it's always a good idea to make sure you can live on your own first, and support yourself, before getting married anyway, and hey, my mom's a very smart woman.
So, that's the long and short of it. I'm moving back home. There will be benefits (no rent, no utility bills, no large grocery bills), but there's also disadvantages (living in an atmosphere of depression and hopelessness, being expected to help out when I have a million other things to do, like work..., and no weekends at home, alone with S ever.) You take the good with the bad I guess. Like I said, I don't really have a choice. But now that I think about it, it will be nice to get out of here and not have to deal with B anymore. No more cat hair in my keyboard (eww! It's still here. She's never done a thing about it!), no more monopolizing my computer when I need it, and no more slamming doors in the mornings, and fridges crammed with half-empty water bottles that never get finished. She wasn't an incredibly bad roommate, just a little annoying sometimes. Even more so that nothing ever seemed to bother her, or penetrate the happy little bubble of her world. I've seen her a little more stressed this last term, and that was enlightening, but have I ever seen her get incredibly mad? Nope. And that's just plain inhuman.
Oh well... what's done is done.
Besides all that? Not a whole lot new. Got all my X-mas shopping done, except for one gift certificate. Better not forget that! Have already caught up on some pleasure reading, that was nice.
On the agenda now? Take care of applying for subbing, get my transcripts so I can scan them into my computer for online apps, and see what there is out there. Sadly, not much in my area, and that sucks ass. I'm hoping to stay in state and near S, but how likely will that be? Esp. with MI unemployment up the highest, and Ford laying off and paying off so many workers? People are leaving the state, and who can blame them? But there go the jobs too, cause the smaller the pop. the fewer teachers you need. *sigh* I wouldn't mind moving away if I knew my mom and dad were ok without me, and that S would come with me. But I wonder if I'll even have a choice... :(
Well, I don't want to think about it. It's the holidays, and time for happy thoughts, so that's what I'm thinking about. Not the what-ifs. I need to wrap gifts! Better do it now, so I can bring them over tonight and be done with it. Soemthing tells me, this would be my best opportunity before the weekend. And then mom and I are baking tonight. Wish it could be like when I was a little girl... hope she doesn't spoil it with all kinds of boring and annoying talk about cruel family members or the shitty state of the world/economy. That's not so fun, and that's what I spent all of last Tuesday listening to... ugh...
So, if I don't post before Sunday and Monday-
Merry Christmas!
Yesterday was my first day back cashiering at the hometown grocery store. From now I on, I will be working there on a regular basis part-time every week, even though I'll still be helping out in the corporate offices a little bit too. It's a mix of feelings, coming back to work there. Many of the same people I worked with years ago are still there, in addition to some I worked with only a few months ago during my previous short return. Many of the customers are still the same regular faces I remember seeing for so long, and yes, some of them know me personally, while others just remember me. It's kind of cool to be remembered, and to catch up with people you know from the community you grew up in. It's also a bit strange, when you realize that they might be thinking "Geez, she STILL works here?! I'd have thought by now she'd be doing better than this place." For the most part, I try not to let that bother me. But if I can tell they're wondering, I tell them what I've been up to, and that I'm now on the job-hunt, and that seems to satisfy the curiosity.
You know what's also odd? That I do not seem to have forgotten much at all about cashiering. It's pretty scary when you can recall the PLU for ginger root or parsnips without even having to look it up! Where the hell was that information stored in my brain, and WHY? Scary! On the other hand, it does make getting in and out of U-scans a lot faster for me, because many stores have the same PLU numbers for produce. Just for fun, sometimes S will quiz me on my PLUs at the U-Scan when we go shopping, and 9 times out of 10, I'm right. Creepy... But what I can say? I have an excellent memory, and it's definitely saved my ass on more than one occasion.
Anyhow, back to working in Saline, and pretty soon, I'll be living in Saline again- at my parents' house in my old room. Ugh. This is not strictly by choice, it's more an act of desperation. My best friend/landlord/roommate is getting married, and her fiancee is moving in end of Feb. That means three's a crowd (though she never likes to say it that way, that is what she means), and I'm out. I understand, and I know it would be awkward if I stayed, not to mention incredibly packed in here. But I still have to admit I resent the fact that I'm being so unceremoniously kicked out of my home. I didn't do anything wrong! Well, nothing serious anyway... But whatever, I have no say. It it not my place. So, back home I go, until I find a job and my own place somewhere. Couldn't afford one now, but when I get a job, we'll see. And no, no way in hell I'm moving in with S. It's not that either of us would mind it so badly, it's just that I really don't want to push our relationship in that direction yet ( I don't think he's ready for it), and to be honest, I really would like to have my own place for awhile before giving up my indpendence. I've never had my own place, and that's one experience I feel I require before I even think about settling down with anyone. My mom thinks it's always a good idea to make sure you can live on your own first, and support yourself, before getting married anyway, and hey, my mom's a very smart woman.
So, that's the long and short of it. I'm moving back home. There will be benefits (no rent, no utility bills, no large grocery bills), but there's also disadvantages (living in an atmosphere of depression and hopelessness, being expected to help out when I have a million other things to do, like work..., and no weekends at home, alone with S ever.) You take the good with the bad I guess. Like I said, I don't really have a choice. But now that I think about it, it will be nice to get out of here and not have to deal with B anymore. No more cat hair in my keyboard (eww! It's still here. She's never done a thing about it!), no more monopolizing my computer when I need it, and no more slamming doors in the mornings, and fridges crammed with half-empty water bottles that never get finished. She wasn't an incredibly bad roommate, just a little annoying sometimes. Even more so that nothing ever seemed to bother her, or penetrate the happy little bubble of her world. I've seen her a little more stressed this last term, and that was enlightening, but have I ever seen her get incredibly mad? Nope. And that's just plain inhuman.
Oh well... what's done is done.
Besides all that? Not a whole lot new. Got all my X-mas shopping done, except for one gift certificate. Better not forget that! Have already caught up on some pleasure reading, that was nice.
On the agenda now? Take care of applying for subbing, get my transcripts so I can scan them into my computer for online apps, and see what there is out there. Sadly, not much in my area, and that sucks ass. I'm hoping to stay in state and near S, but how likely will that be? Esp. with MI unemployment up the highest, and Ford laying off and paying off so many workers? People are leaving the state, and who can blame them? But there go the jobs too, cause the smaller the pop. the fewer teachers you need. *sigh* I wouldn't mind moving away if I knew my mom and dad were ok without me, and that S would come with me. But I wonder if I'll even have a choice... :(
Well, I don't want to think about it. It's the holidays, and time for happy thoughts, so that's what I'm thinking about. Not the what-ifs. I need to wrap gifts! Better do it now, so I can bring them over tonight and be done with it. Soemthing tells me, this would be my best opportunity before the weekend. And then mom and I are baking tonight. Wish it could be like when I was a little girl... hope she doesn't spoil it with all kinds of boring and annoying talk about cruel family members or the shitty state of the world/economy. That's not so fun, and that's what I spent all of last Tuesday listening to... ugh...
So, if I don't post before Sunday and Monday-
Merry Christmas!