So, it’s been quite a while since I last blogged, and I have
seriously considered giving it up altogether.
But, I got bored this morning, and figured I’d better write a little
bit.
I stopped writing in late August because I got a job,
working at the same after-school program I went to as a child, then worked at in
my senior year of high-school. Then I
got another job on top of that, a 4 week-long substitute teacher job. So the first week of September I woke up at
7am, got to the school at 8, went straight from the school to the after-school
program until 6. When I left there, I
drove to Panera and worked from 7 to 10:30 or 11. I got home around 11:30, showered and didn’t
end up falling asleep ‘til about 1am.
Then did it all over again the next day.
I got a horrible cold after that first night, and when I tried to call
out sick from Panera, they didn’t really let me. So I quit.
One of my favorite managers was planning on leaving within the month and
it didn’t seem worth it to be working there anymore. I was getting paid more at my other 2 jobs,
and I liked them more. So I said bye-bye
to my free bread and bagels.
Now, my full time sub job has ended, but I still get the
occasional job. On Monday I agreed to substitute for a middle school gym class. If you don't know me very well (thanks for reading), I am not the most athletic person in the world, so this was hard for me. During the first class, I had 3 8th grade girls that were playing ring-around-the-rosie in the middle of the soccer game. It took all I had to fight my inner eight grader, who probably did the exact same thing in the exact same spot some 9 years ago, but I had to make them stop. I think I'm just gonna hold out until I get to sub an english class. That will make it all worth it. I still have a little trouble
waking up to answer those 6am phone calls, but if I take just one job a week,
plus the after-school job, I’m making enough money to save up for my next big
adventure.
It’s kind of strange working at the same job I had in high-school. Most of the staff is the same, but now there
are new high-schoolers and I feel kind of stuck in the middle of the age-gap,
I’m not in high-school anymore, but I don’t feel like I have as much say in the
place as the people who have been there for the past 5+ years. But I love the staff and the job and the
kids, and for now, I’m content in what I’m doing. I’m making money, and I don’t want to cry or
break something every night.
But this is only temporary.
Keep tuned for my future post about my future plans.
