Blogging and Life Adventures.
Geesh. Been a looong time since I posted on here. Half-expected not to have an account anymore... Anyway, brief update. I have removed all of my writing from my writing blog, Elemental Storyteller, on BlogSpot due to an underscoring of old worries that came back to the surface last weekend at my cousin's wedding. Not that anybody was reading it, anyway, besides foreign spam sites. At least on LiveJournal I can lock stuff to where only certain people can read it (or, at least, used to be able to...LiveJournal has changed since I last showed up). Several big things have happened this week. The largest thing happened today, when my Mustang simply wouldn't turn over when I went to start him to go get everybody's lunch. Not even a click. This comes on the heels of just getting him back after the exhaust manifold issue two weeks ago. The battery turned out to be faulty this time around, so we replaced it, but now it appears the starter has gone bad, too. My baby is falling apart! I only have four more payments left! We're not gonna make it. Dad is coming back tomorrow to see if we can't fix the starter now. I *was* going to use the weekend to try to finish Chapter Eight of A New Breed of Warrior, but it looks to be on hold again. Need to clean the apartment again anyway; have a sinkful of dishes again, too. hmm...LiveJournal now doesn't allow me to make paragraphs... Ah. If I type it into Word, and then copy and paste it works. Figures.
The other large thing that happened this week was a summons to the office by the boss. That’s usually a very bad thing. This time…it turns out Corporate is creating a new job, and both my boss and his boss (the district manager) want me to apply. It’s District Visual Lead, where not only would I be taking care of my own store, but overseeing the Visual and Graphics aspects of all 11 stores in the district (two in Indiana, the rest here in Illinois). It’s stunning. I’ve been working for them for about a year and a half-hard to believe!-and I’ve already made that significant an impact? I don’t know what to think. I would go up a rank, and get higher pay. I don’t know all the details, only that it would involve being interviewed by at least District, possibly Corporate (namely the man who trained me in Wisconsin last January).
I asked for some time to think about it, and was told I have until the 4th to make my decision to apply. It’s overwhelming. This is nowhere near what I wanted my life to be like by the time I was 30. Here I am, nearly 31, and still wondering why this is where God has led. Why back into retail? Why away from my family? Why scatter what few friends I have all over the US and leaving me none I would trust entirely within reach when I need a shoulder?
This isn’t what I wanted, but it is what God wants, apparently. I just wish a few things would get easier.
My insomnia has been brutal lately (probably thanks to this development and my questioning my motives and life thanks to the wedding). Not that living here makes sleep easy, knowing how rough the town is. Staggered into work today like a zombie.
At least I got some writing done last weekend…well, other than some fanfiction. Maybe I’ll get some time this weekend.
I really need to decide when to take my week’s vacation, and what to do. Money will be limited thanks to the impending car repairs, plate renewal, car insurance, car payment, rent payment, higher electric bill (helloooo summer and forced air conditioning), and payment on my computer to Mom (she’s willing to cut me some slack; I’m not). I’m not allowed to take it after, what?, October? That’s when things kick into high gear for the holidays. I just don’t want to take it until it’s free and clear. I can take up to two weeks, currently, but if I were to quit for another job I would have to pay that money back. I’m being pressured to take it anyway, but I’ve learned over the last couple of years things change with incredible swiftness.
It’s almost been ten years since I graduated college. That’s frightening. I had it all planned out then-I was engaged, I knew what I wanted to do with my life, what I was going to do. Now…
Survival. That’s the best word for it. Praying I have enough money to stay alive and making ends meet. Praying my car stays together-heck, that I stay together! Mom commented tonight that I’ve lost weight again. I believe her words were, “You don’t have a butt anymore.” I should’ve told her it’s because I’ve worked it off.
The other large thing that happened this week was a summons to the office by the boss. That’s usually a very bad thing. This time…it turns out Corporate is creating a new job, and both my boss and his boss (the district manager) want me to apply. It’s District Visual Lead, where not only would I be taking care of my own store, but overseeing the Visual and Graphics aspects of all 11 stores in the district (two in Indiana, the rest here in Illinois). It’s stunning. I’ve been working for them for about a year and a half-hard to believe!-and I’ve already made that significant an impact? I don’t know what to think. I would go up a rank, and get higher pay. I don’t know all the details, only that it would involve being interviewed by at least District, possibly Corporate (namely the man who trained me in Wisconsin last January).
I asked for some time to think about it, and was told I have until the 4th to make my decision to apply. It’s overwhelming. This is nowhere near what I wanted my life to be like by the time I was 30. Here I am, nearly 31, and still wondering why this is where God has led. Why back into retail? Why away from my family? Why scatter what few friends I have all over the US and leaving me none I would trust entirely within reach when I need a shoulder?
This isn’t what I wanted, but it is what God wants, apparently. I just wish a few things would get easier.
My insomnia has been brutal lately (probably thanks to this development and my questioning my motives and life thanks to the wedding). Not that living here makes sleep easy, knowing how rough the town is. Staggered into work today like a zombie.
At least I got some writing done last weekend…well, other than some fanfiction. Maybe I’ll get some time this weekend.
I really need to decide when to take my week’s vacation, and what to do. Money will be limited thanks to the impending car repairs, plate renewal, car insurance, car payment, rent payment, higher electric bill (helloooo summer and forced air conditioning), and payment on my computer to Mom (she’s willing to cut me some slack; I’m not). I’m not allowed to take it after, what?, October? That’s when things kick into high gear for the holidays. I just don’t want to take it until it’s free and clear. I can take up to two weeks, currently, but if I were to quit for another job I would have to pay that money back. I’m being pressured to take it anyway, but I’ve learned over the last couple of years things change with incredible swiftness.
It’s almost been ten years since I graduated college. That’s frightening. I had it all planned out then-I was engaged, I knew what I wanted to do with my life, what I was going to do. Now…
Survival. That’s the best word for it. Praying I have enough money to stay alive and making ends meet. Praying my car stays together-heck, that I stay together! Mom commented tonight that I’ve lost weight again. I believe her words were, “You don’t have a butt anymore.” I should’ve told her it’s because I’ve worked it off.