I woke up to my facebook feed showing a picture of a friend covered in blood. He'd been beaten by a bartender in a bar in Seattle for supposedly making a pass at him. When my friend returned home upset his stepfather threw him out. He's now homeless. It really broke my heart first thing.
I had a massive pile of laundry to do. So I started it. I have been sewing my brains out the past week or so. I finished a nice lavender faux suede short jacket, and 7 skirts. I want to make a dress but my body is so strangely shaped I am hesitant.
I have to take my laptop to the library to print a letter and resume. I put a cool font on them that won't translate outside of the program I used, so when I tried to e mail it and print it at the office the formatting vanished. It's a pain in the ass really.
I have an interview tomorrow morning for a receptionist position downtown. I want to be first so I can blow her away. I really want a full time job, or mostly full time. 30 hours is perfect. But I would like to be making enough to make a dent in my debts. The telemarketing job was 20 hours max, and Monday evenings I meet with my counselor so I wasn't going to work Monday night. They also didn't have daytime hours for new hires either. It was a no win situation. I had to keep it moving.
On Thursday I meet with the DVR coordinator and hopefully he can get me in someplace asap. I have a feeling if I am not working January 1st, I am out of here. The pastor said 'We don't put people out over the holidays.' Meaning they wait till after and clean house? I don't need the aggravation. I'd like to be moving out on my own by then anyway.
The old roomate never came back to get her stuff. It's weird that she left all of her clothes, shoes and hair products. I hope she's not in trouble. I barely know the girl but I really hope nothing terrible has happened to her.
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