When I was laid off last spring I swore up and down that Dan would not be disappointed in my work ethic. I quickly snagged a job at Houlihans and hoped to be pregnant and barefoot soon enough.
11 months later...
Well here I am still working at Houlihans but I took my self off the schedule except for Sunday, Tuesday and Friday nights, hoping to reserve my time for the radio stations and watching Gaston.
Crickets...
I am working MAYBE one day a week at the station with no regularity. Gaston's family has suffered the indescribable tragedy of still birth in the past few weeks (something I can unfortunately resonate with) and I have thus been working a total of about 20 hours per week. Lazy slobs everywhere would be elated with my schedule. I am of course now reminded of my own personal struggles on more of a HOURLY basis than daily and am also coming up short in the cash department. Yes, we have plenty of money to live, but that isn't the point. I want to work, if just to be useful. I want to buy cute shoes! Here I am cleaning the kitchen every day and regularly checking Houlihan's schedule to see if there are any shifts to pick up and reading and rereading every book I own. I need to get better at the tech stuff at the station to prove my value. I am also praying to make more than $15 tonight at Houlis...yes, that is how much I made last Sunday.
Maybe April will be my month...
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