A Fresh Start
Tomorrow I get a new start. My final day at the USPS was Friday. Tomorrow I start a new job that could lead into a career. I will be working as a mail-room clerk at Barron's. They are a major publishing house that does mainly college prep and college manuals as well as children's and adolescent titles. I will be making about what I was making at the USPS, but it will be a permanent job as well as being only 9am-5pm weekdays. I will have my weekends again as well as 15 paid holidays a year plus benefits. In a year's time, I will be eligible to move into other areas of Barrons. I plan to try to move into editing and proof reading. It is a job with options to move up. Needless to say, I am excited. The only bummer is that old man Barron (the founder is 86 and still working) has an office dress code that does not include tatts and piercings. I will have to keep my nose ring out while at work. I'll have to wear business casual to work. I'll be wearing a lot of long sleeves to keep my tatt covered. That God I only have one that shows. My job is about 10 minutes from my husband's job. We have a better commute now. Only thing is we'll be getting up at 415am vs. 515am so we can go workout together and come straight home in the evening.
I had to get major work on my truck. We hit a HUGE pot hole on 139 in Jersey going home. It fucked up our driver's side ball joint and bearings. We had to get it worked on Sat. Today, I had to put it back into the shop b/c the truck was still driving funny. They repaired their goof up and threw in front brakes for free. It is driving like a charm now. We have to get the a/c compressor fixed next. That will be rather expensive, but we are trying to keep the truck as long as possible so we can use it to move back to NY.
My husband has his FBI fingerprints to do May 10. It is the last step before our interview for his green card on June 6. I believe we got all our Is dotted and Ts crossed. We also have a lawyer that will be present this time. God willing it will go off without a hitch so we can get the hell out of Jersey and get back to Long Island.
The CEO of my husband's company reassured my husband and his office the office will remain open. My husband's job is secure. I am grateful for that. I wish he could have scored that six figure job in Manhattan that he applied for, but alas we haven't heard anything after the initial interview. I am grateful for where we are financially. It is a million times better than I was. Greed...there is no end to it unless you make a conscious effort. It is soooo nice not to have to worry about debt and money issues.
I am looking forward to working out regularly again. I hate shopping for clothes b/c I have to look at myself in a full length mirror. We had to go shopping so I could have decent clothes for work. I hate my body. It is a million times better than it was, but it is still yucky. God willing I'll get down to where I need to be this year. My husband promised me a tummy tuck when I get down where I belong. I'll need it badly by then. Hell, I need it now, but it would be a waste of money only to get it done again. It is the only plastic surgery I want. It is the only vanity I will allow myself.
I am happy with my life for the most part. God willing it keeps going forward in a positive way.
I had to get major work on my truck. We hit a HUGE pot hole on 139 in Jersey going home. It fucked up our driver's side ball joint and bearings. We had to get it worked on Sat. Today, I had to put it back into the shop b/c the truck was still driving funny. They repaired their goof up and threw in front brakes for free. It is driving like a charm now. We have to get the a/c compressor fixed next. That will be rather expensive, but we are trying to keep the truck as long as possible so we can use it to move back to NY.
My husband has his FBI fingerprints to do May 10. It is the last step before our interview for his green card on June 6. I believe we got all our Is dotted and Ts crossed. We also have a lawyer that will be present this time. God willing it will go off without a hitch so we can get the hell out of Jersey and get back to Long Island.
The CEO of my husband's company reassured my husband and his office the office will remain open. My husband's job is secure. I am grateful for that. I wish he could have scored that six figure job in Manhattan that he applied for, but alas we haven't heard anything after the initial interview. I am grateful for where we are financially. It is a million times better than I was. Greed...there is no end to it unless you make a conscious effort. It is soooo nice not to have to worry about debt and money issues.
I am looking forward to working out regularly again. I hate shopping for clothes b/c I have to look at myself in a full length mirror. We had to go shopping so I could have decent clothes for work. I hate my body. It is a million times better than it was, but it is still yucky. God willing I'll get down to where I need to be this year. My husband promised me a tummy tuck when I get down where I belong. I'll need it badly by then. Hell, I need it now, but it would be a waste of money only to get it done again. It is the only plastic surgery I want. It is the only vanity I will allow myself.
I am happy with my life for the most part. God willing it keeps going forward in a positive way.