celluloidheart

Job 2 has been very good to me in the past few months, giving me more shifts as seniority allows. More shifts meant getting off probation, which meant I got a raise of a few extra dollars an hour. And that's on top of the universal wage increase that all staff got. Add that to the tips I get, and it's no wonder I want to work there all day, every day. Alas, it's merely part time for everybody.

So how's Job 1? Same amount of shifts, plus a raise of twelve cents. I applied for promotions that nobody got, and watched as new people came on board and got more shifts than me. And now I'm watching everybody leave and wondering when it's gonna be my turn.

The job hunt continues fruitlessly on. I got a call back for an interview from one of the wild card resumes I sent out there, but nothing else. Working two jobs and looking for another seems to be a liability. Neither job is enough money though. Hell, both jobs aren't enough money. So what can I do?

Sigh...

I woke up that morning with a mess of emotions. My mind immediately took inventory of my situation: One part-time job with constantly decreasing hours, one apartment full of bedbugs and cockroaches, one dad five months away from retirement, and a wish to be in Austin for Fantastic Fest. Summary: I was nowhere near where I wanted to be.

And then, everything crystalized. In that moment, I knew what I needed to do. Suddenly, my dreams became goals. I had a year to get a new job, get us out of the apartment, and get myself to Fantastic Fest 2011. I also gained a sense of determination. This was going to happen. It just was.

A few days later, I decided to keep a journal again. And here we are.