Really long rant
Begin rant:
Gah! I have no idea what is going on in my world right now.
Last week, my cousin Jamie tells me they need a fill-in at Curves, someone who can take over when they are short-handed. She asked if I would be interested and I agreed since my assignment at Teleflora ended and I haven't had any job opportunities. Monday afternoon,we get to Curves and my cousin Bill calls me and says he is desperate for help at the gymnastics center. He asks me if I can come in that night, so after Curves, I go the gym and help Amanda with her class and Bill asks me to come in from 4 to 7 on Tuesday.
Tuesday afternoon, around 2, Bill calls and tells me Amanda is out sick and he wants me to come in at 3 for a little training so I can teach Amanda's two preschool gym classes. Fine, no big deal. From 4 to 5 I was supposed to shadow another coach for a Level 1 class, which is girls who know the fundamentals but need some more practice before they can move up to more advanced events. Yeah...I ended up teaching the whole Level 1 by myself. Then, I went on to teach a class of two boys, three and four years old, and another class of four kids, two girls and two boys all three or four years old.
Bill has told me that he'll be able to use me about four or five hours a night, at least 4 days a week. Plus, I might get the hours for Open Gym on Fridays where I would basically just have to be a wrangler for the kids who came in to practice. He even said he'd work me up to working with the All-Star cheerleading classes and probably having my own private cheerleading classes. And, I'd get the birthday parties on Saturdays too. I mean, it's a pretty good deal and it's something that I enjoy doing. I practically grew up in that gym. Hell, I've been going there longer than most of these kids have been alive. I'm nervous about teaching the classes because I'm so rusty, but I'm completely at home too. So I decided that if Bill wanted me there all of the time, I would do it.
But... this morning, about an hour ago actually, I got a call from Staffmark. They want to submit my resume to an employer who's looking for a clerical assistant. Misty is supposed to talk to the employer and get a better idea of exactly what he wants and then she'll get back to me. Last week, I felt like a bum because I didn't have anything to do and now, suddenly, I have three job offers.
In addition to all of this, I ran into the grandmother of one of my high school classmates who told me Stephanie got hired on with a photography company called Portrait Innovations and she's making really good money. I asked Steph about it and she gave me some info about the company. I checked it out and they have an opening with their Kansas City studio, which would mean I would be only minutes away from Ann. She and I could even live together again.
I don't know what to do!! Obviously I can't do everything. I told Donna I would help out at Curves, but Bill is family and I hate to let him down when he really needs help. But then there's the chance to have an office job through Staffmark which would mean not coming home sore and exhausted every night and I wouldn't be yelling at three year olds to stop running around and do a tuck jump. Then again, there's an opportunity to make really good money doing something I would be ecstatic doing for a living, not to mention being near friends again.
I'm really praying hard about this. I haven't been so conflicted in a long time. Normally, I get confused but I inherently know the right choice to make and it's usually works out for the best. But I'm so turned around I don't know which way I'm going.
Anyway, I have to get off here. I've gotta finish getting ready to go to the gym and I also have to be ready to run after Rick in case the truck dies on his way to work.
End rant.