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Um... what the heck happened between this past week and today?
I got a phone call from UMC this morning in the middle of class. I went ahead and walked out and answered it because I didn't recognize the number. She pretty much offered me a per diem job as a Production Associate in the cafeteria. She asked if I was still interested. The position has to do with following recipes and preparing patient trays and helping customers with food, etc. Now, per diem isn't exactly or necessarily a consistant work schedule... but it's money. The ad said the minimum starting wage was 7.90$ an hour. Pretty decent. So on Friday, I have to go in at 2:30 to talk to Pat in the kitchen. It's a hospital job.
Before that on Friday, I have a scheduled heart CT at 12:50 down on Wilmot. I'm praying that I have enough time in between the two to make the 2:30. I'll probably have to call the CT place and ask how long it'll take. Or the heart center. They scheduled the appointment.
I'm in chemistry class. Magically, all my homework is put off until pretty much tuesday. Or, at least, all the real homework. Quizzes, etc. This leaves me with more time in life! That's less to worry about tomorrow and tonight...
I think the boy and I are okay. I spent a large portion of the night tickling him. He tried to tickle me... but I'm far less ticklish than he is. Yay for that.
Life is so inconsistant. One day is dramatically draining/stressful. The next day things start to fall into place. I don't know what to think... but I don't think I'll go about complaining.
Things'll be okay. I'll be okay.
Always am... even when it feels like falling apart.
I got a phone call from UMC this morning in the middle of class. I went ahead and walked out and answered it because I didn't recognize the number. She pretty much offered me a per diem job as a Production Associate in the cafeteria. She asked if I was still interested. The position has to do with following recipes and preparing patient trays and helping customers with food, etc. Now, per diem isn't exactly or necessarily a consistant work schedule... but it's money. The ad said the minimum starting wage was 7.90$ an hour. Pretty decent. So on Friday, I have to go in at 2:30 to talk to Pat in the kitchen. It's a hospital job.
Before that on Friday, I have a scheduled heart CT at 12:50 down on Wilmot. I'm praying that I have enough time in between the two to make the 2:30. I'll probably have to call the CT place and ask how long it'll take. Or the heart center. They scheduled the appointment.
I'm in chemistry class. Magically, all my homework is put off until pretty much tuesday. Or, at least, all the real homework. Quizzes, etc. This leaves me with more time in life! That's less to worry about tomorrow and tonight...
I think the boy and I are okay. I spent a large portion of the night tickling him. He tried to tickle me... but I'm far less ticklish than he is. Yay for that.
Life is so inconsistant. One day is dramatically draining/stressful. The next day things start to fall into place. I don't know what to think... but I don't think I'll go about complaining.
Things'll be okay. I'll be okay.
Always am... even when it feels like falling apart.