The tea shoppe that I've been working at closed about two weeks ago. I still babysit 12-15 days a month, but I only make close to $400. Not enough to live on. The problem is I haven't been able to find another job that doesn't interfere with babysitting. So I'm torn between asking the dad for more money, or trying to cut out half of my living expenses. He's a fireman, who's gone through a nasty divorce. Wife can't have custody of kids. So when he's at the fire station I'm here...for about 36 hrs straight each time. He bought me a bed, and turned his office in to a bedroom...and he bought me a coffee pot, grinder, and 6 pounds of coffee. So nice! He's done everything he can to make me feel at home here, and I don't think he can afford to pay me much more. This whole economy situation is so difficult.
In other news, I cut off all of my hair.
It used to be a bit longer than it is in these, I don't have any recent ones.
I can't tell you how many times I've been called a lesbian this week, it's pretty ridiculous. The tea shoppe was going to have me dressed as a fairy all summer (crazy fucking place, hard to explain) So the owner and I decided I would cut my hair to be more pixie like, and less "I'm-a-real-person-with-a-real-life-outside-of-this-tea-place" But, here I am, with no hair, and no fairy job. Oh well.