Returning to Square One
I've never been any good at summaries, cutting to the chase, "spark notes-ing it", or just getting to the damn point. Incoming futile attempt to be brief.
I've decided to pull the plug on moving away. I will not not be moving with my brother back to Alabama. I will not be living in my own apartment.
Basically, in the words of Bishop from Waiting, "So, when things in your life become stagnant - you know, you're no longer happy with what you're doing - then you figure out what's important to you. Then create your own penis-showing game."
Mostly this is because of the incredibly daunting task of raising the funds necessary to move. The construction company didn't hire me for their shutdown, and my current minimum wage job doesn't have near enough hours. My parents already charge me bills in the meantime, plus I would have had to pay my own rent, utilities, and food at the same time. It doesn't seem possible to balance those costs. And all for what? The chance to use proper broadband in the short intermissions between grueling shifts? That doesn't make any sense.
When we first conceived "Project Exodus", it was late August and we were planning to be gone by December. Well, here we are. It's almost March and I barely have $120 of the $2000 I needed to move. It's been six months of waiting around, doing nothing. My brother's recent calculations projected us to leave somewhere between July and September. That's simply way too long. If I were to stay on board with that idea I would be waiting until the October 2012 to get shipped off to Cape May. That is unacceptable. To think that six months have gone by with no progress is sickening. The Odyssey ends here.
I've decided to join the Coast Guard from here in Georgia instead of from some hovel in Mobile, Alabama. That means I have to travel to Atlanta's recruiting office to make any progress. But that's okay. The fuel costs, time, and traffic stress involved are much more manageable expenses compared to trying to move. It's hardly even a significant issue.
It was about this time of year in 2009 when I began my processing with the Mobile office, and I barely missed my ship date opportunity by a few weeks. With much more experience in the way of processing, I can be DEP ready in much less time. The probability for success is promising.
With this change in agenda, I feel much more carefree to be honest. I feel at peace with my job and my finances. I actually enjoy what I do now. I don't freak out or rage these past few days. It's amazing having that burden of futilely struggling to raise that money lifted.
My finances are pretty cut and dry right now. My job is giving me a few more hours lately due to the loss of two co-workers. All I have to pay my parents under normal circumstances are about $90 a month. Easy. The rest I'll probably just hold onto, with a few treats bought along the way of course.
I'm still recovering from my recent car insurance payment, so I'm waiting on my next week's paycheck to boost my finances to the point where I won't have to worry about running out of gas money and still have enough to schedule a trip to the Atlanta office. I expect to introduce myself to my new recruiter sometime between February 28th and March 7th.
It's beginning to feel like 2009 again.
I've decided to pull the plug on moving away. I will not not be moving with my brother back to Alabama. I will not be living in my own apartment.
Basically, in the words of Bishop from Waiting, "So, when things in your life become stagnant - you know, you're no longer happy with what you're doing - then you figure out what's important to you. Then create your own penis-showing game."
Mostly this is because of the incredibly daunting task of raising the funds necessary to move. The construction company didn't hire me for their shutdown, and my current minimum wage job doesn't have near enough hours. My parents already charge me bills in the meantime, plus I would have had to pay my own rent, utilities, and food at the same time. It doesn't seem possible to balance those costs. And all for what? The chance to use proper broadband in the short intermissions between grueling shifts? That doesn't make any sense.
When we first conceived "Project Exodus", it was late August and we were planning to be gone by December. Well, here we are. It's almost March and I barely have $120 of the $2000 I needed to move. It's been six months of waiting around, doing nothing. My brother's recent calculations projected us to leave somewhere between July and September. That's simply way too long. If I were to stay on board with that idea I would be waiting until the October 2012 to get shipped off to Cape May. That is unacceptable. To think that six months have gone by with no progress is sickening. The Odyssey ends here.
I've decided to join the Coast Guard from here in Georgia instead of from some hovel in Mobile, Alabama. That means I have to travel to Atlanta's recruiting office to make any progress. But that's okay. The fuel costs, time, and traffic stress involved are much more manageable expenses compared to trying to move. It's hardly even a significant issue.
It was about this time of year in 2009 when I began my processing with the Mobile office, and I barely missed my ship date opportunity by a few weeks. With much more experience in the way of processing, I can be DEP ready in much less time. The probability for success is promising.
With this change in agenda, I feel much more carefree to be honest. I feel at peace with my job and my finances. I actually enjoy what I do now. I don't freak out or rage these past few days. It's amazing having that burden of futilely struggling to raise that money lifted.
My finances are pretty cut and dry right now. My job is giving me a few more hours lately due to the loss of two co-workers. All I have to pay my parents under normal circumstances are about $90 a month. Easy. The rest I'll probably just hold onto, with a few treats bought along the way of course.
I'm still recovering from my recent car insurance payment, so I'm waiting on my next week's paycheck to boost my finances to the point where I won't have to worry about running out of gas money and still have enough to schedule a trip to the Atlanta office. I expect to introduce myself to my new recruiter sometime between February 28th and March 7th.
It's beginning to feel like 2009 again.