Friday, July 16, 2004

And Many Safe Returns

Mood: relieved

Bella is back, safe and sound. We had our reunion in the parking lot of the Post Office. I've never been so emotional in a parking lot before, Post Office or otherwise. Needless to say, we were thrilled to finally get to see each other after a two-hour flight delay kept me from going with her brother to pick her up from the airport late Wednesday night.
 
Even though I am enjoying my new job, I am not looking forward to going to work tomorrow. I need more Bella time! And sleep. No, really just more Bella time. Yeah, that's it.

Tuesday, July 13, 2004

The Bloodied Sock

Mood: triumphant

Doing my laundry tonight, I discovered that one of my socks from the first day of work had blood on it. Yes, I literally shed blood for this job!

Last night, I truly didn't know if I could physically take any more punishment in the form of being one of two people to sweep the thick layer of dirt from the floor of a large, grocery store-sized building. I felt like I had been whizzed in a blender with a dull blade. I was walking with great discomfort on blistered feet and overexerted muscles. But somehow, this morning I felt rested and in much less discomfort.

My attitude had changed dramatically from last night. Whereas then I felt physically broken, today I felt like a battered hockey goalie in Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Finals, ready to make the Cup-winning save with five seconds to go. And let me just tell you, I kicked some ass and made that save!

Though I can't say that the supervisor position is mine just yet, I made great leaps in that direction. After work, Frank, the District Manager, talked to me and said that he's noticed my "conscientious work". He expressed concerns about my not having a car, but assured me that would not factor in his decision. I'm hopeful.

I need that supervisor position. I figured it would mean no less than an additional $40 per month. (Yes, I know that's not a lot to most people. But it is to me!)

Anyway, I have to do a logo design and finish my laundry before getting to bed. And though I feel a million times better than I did last night, I can feel myself starting to crash....

Monday, July 12, 2004

This Job Just Beat the Crap Out of Me

Mood: painfully exhausted

I really shouldn't be using up the miniscule amount of energy I have left to write this; I'm going to need it and much more tomorrow. So this post will be necessarily succinct.

Friday: A lot done on job search.
Saturday: Applied/interviewed/hired at Crown Books.
Sunday: Went to church alone. Spent time with Bella's family.
Monday: Started work at Crown Books, cleaning the "new" store. (Really an old Albertson's.)

In trying to impress, I worked too hard for what I am getting paid. But that supervisor position WILL be mine. If not, I'll be pissed, but grin and bear it, for Bella's sake.

This job really beat the crap out of me today; my whole body aches, and breathing is uncomfortable. But like the words of that song that nobody admits to liking: "I fall down, but I get up again/You can never ever keep me down." Or something like that. I can't think, really.