Friday, August 21, 2009

Jobs, Jobs, Jobs.

I have a few minutes before leaving for my &%$#*@ job so I'm writing a quick update. Life is going well, though my job gets more and more unbearable. I no longer care whether I stay with Verizon or not and as soon as I'm done writing in here I will be calling in about substitute teaching and looking for part-time jobs to go with it. Subbing usually doesn't give one benefits or holiday pay, but the service I've been told about (by someone I trust who used the service in the past and is going back to it because she hates verizon as much as me) offers both. I could easily do substitute teaching, since I do have experience with children and teaching. It would get me out for the day around 2pm, I'd have weekends and holidays, I would rarely be in the same place twice, and I would much prefer it to listening to full grown adults complain about their bill or service or phone for eight hours a day. I've also been applying for administrative assistant jobs at Yale, Albertus Magnus, various hospitals and law firms and so on. I apply for something else almost every day. This week has been hectic on it's own due to the fact that I spent every morning at my church doing vacation bible school and then went to work almost immediately after. No breathing time at all. Neal and I took Monday off of work but I'm beginning to wish we'd worked on Monday and taken today off. Even so, we're going in to work (sigh) and on the way I'll be calling into Kelly Services to talk with someone about subbing. It sounds great, but I've begun to wonder about summertime next year and the days I've taken off in September to fly to Ohio and how that time would give me no pay at all. So I'm praying about it, but I'm also calling for information. Tomorrow Neal and I are headed to Southington for a friend's son's birthday party (pool... thank you Jesus) and then to hang out with her and her husband for a bit afterward. I was somewhat surprised by the invite but really like the person who invited us so it wasn't a big deal.

Either way, to sum up: my job sucks, I'm finding another, but I'm making good friends and enjoying the time I don't spend chained to a desk. Pray, HARD, for me because it's going to take strength of will to not just walk out of my job.