Who I am hates who I am.
Sitel terminated my contract early last week ("we're not using the temps anymore", they told me. They also told me that I had a job as a temp at least until the end of December, back when I first got there), and what with the rent and utilities I owe, Charlie is asking me to move out of the house in the next couple of weeks, and it looks like I'm going to have to move back in with Mom. Of course, she's already redecorated my room.
The guys are also getting annoyed with the fact that I have no transportation of my own and have to rely on them to take me everywhere. I feel like a jerk (and I really have been -- I've been spending cash on DVDs and going to concerts, counting on future money to pay the rent -- yeah, I know, just as foolish, inconsiderate, and unreliable as I've always been. I suppose this will help me learn. God, please help me learn; I never have before.)
What really bothers me is that when I move back home I will only be able to go to work and then go back. No outside social life (unless people are willing to come out to Christoval to pick me up, and they never are -- having lived there for a while, I would go pick someone up; not that I'm better, but because I know how much it sucks to be left out).
Ok, enough self-pity. Life goes on, and God is with me, and He is faithful.
Galen
EDIT: Casey came over to practice/worship/jam in preparation for leading worship on Wednesday, and after that, I'm feeling better, but the same challenges are ahead. I don't know what the future holds, but I know Who holds the future. What I've done in the past is in the past, and "forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus."
The guys are also getting annoyed with the fact that I have no transportation of my own and have to rely on them to take me everywhere. I feel like a jerk (and I really have been -- I've been spending cash on DVDs and going to concerts, counting on future money to pay the rent -- yeah, I know, just as foolish, inconsiderate, and unreliable as I've always been. I suppose this will help me learn. God, please help me learn; I never have before.)
What really bothers me is that when I move back home I will only be able to go to work and then go back. No outside social life (unless people are willing to come out to Christoval to pick me up, and they never are -- having lived there for a while, I would go pick someone up; not that I'm better, but because I know how much it sucks to be left out).
Ok, enough self-pity. Life goes on, and God is with me, and He is faithful.
Galen
EDIT: Casey came over to practice/worship/jam in preparation for leading worship on Wednesday, and after that, I'm feeling better, but the same challenges are ahead. I don't know what the future holds, but I know Who holds the future. What I've done in the past is in the past, and "forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus."