Don't Call It A Comeback
Have you ever worked so hard for something only to realize, once you got it, that you didn't want it?
Last night was opening night at The Shanty. When I woke up this morning, my back hurt, my glasses were covered in... something, and despite 8 hours of sleep, I was still tired. Not to mention the horrible realization that if this line of work continues, I'll be working 70+ hours a week, leaving only the two days off I get to see my baby.
So needless to say, this line of work is not for me. I gave one more look in craigslist for anything I might have been qualified for, and came up dry yet again. Which brought me to an inevitable conclusion; I need more school.
Salem State is enrolling for the summer semester, an that's what I'm doing today. I need to set a good example for my daughter, an I'm by going to do that by working all the damn time. I get what it's about now. It's not me, it's not a house, and it's not money. It's Charlotte. I still have no idea what I'm going to do at Salem State, but at least it's a direction.
And it won't be culinary arts.
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