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The Tides Have Turned!

I went from having no job to having two!

Job 1) Babysitter. For 12 - 20 hours a week I look after a 17 yr old who has the mentality of a 2 yr old. Very little labor is involved. The most I will have to do is bathe her. She is confined to a wheelchair so the job does involve lifting her. Other than that, I have to feed her and change her. It'll only be for a few months because I'll be filling in for my sister when she goes on maternity leave.

Job 2) Personal assistant to a CEO of a music entertainment company. Most of the work can be done from home and he's willing to work around my schedule. The bad thing is that I might have to kiss a little ass. The good things are that he garaunteed that I will have a full tank of gas, money in my pocket and the biggest thing is that I will work in the music industry!

Yay for me.

Just Because

Old, but still good.

Just Because

Having Potential Isn't Always a Bad Thing

Today was a good day.

Met with a potential employer and things turned out to be better than expected.

I recently posted an ad on craigslist for my services as an event planner. I got a response from a guy who is the CEO of an entertainment company. When I tried to research him, the only thing that came up was for an on-line gaming world. That was incorrect. He runs a music company!

Artists, TV, film, politics. Everything.

And he's looking for a personal assistant! That's much better than a one time deal planning an event!

Of course the only catch is salary. Because he doesn't have a lot of 'liquid assets', he can offer to 'make sure my gas tank is always full and some money in my pocket'. That's good enough for me.

I reassured him that I would rather work with a small company because I know I'll be treated as a human instead of a machine. He agreed.

The meeting was coming to an end, but he was determined to feed me. He took me a small eatery and bought me lunch. And introduced me to one of his partners.

He told me to think things over and call him on Saturday. I told him that he will definitely hear from me, and hopefully he'll be seeing me around.

I REALLY want this job I don't want to get too excited though. So, I'm just keeping my fingers crossed and ask that you do the same. I NEED this job.

Fab Find

While training for my new job, which is in a condo, I went to the trash compactor and found this:



a copper Nine West clutch in PERFECT condition! Brand new!

It wasn't IN the trash, just haphazardly placed next to. I tried to justify it's location.
Maybe someone took the trash out, put it on the floor, and forgot to take it with them?

Then I thought:
Maybe it was a gift they never used, couldn't find someone to give it to, so they decided to throw it away?

Whatever the case, finder's keepers losers weepers.

It was too good to pass up. Now I'll just put it in my closet with the rest of the seldom used items.

Smoke and Mirrors

Today was started with the intent to give blood, then go to my afternoon therapy appt.

Because I forgot to take my meds last night, I didn't fall asleep until 8 in this morning. I was dressed and out the door 10:30 and got to the Blood Bank at Broad and Girard at 11. I thought I would be out in no time, but that was not the case.

The gist of the day was that things aren't always what they appear. The center was filled with all walks of life, but once I actually spoke to people, they were pretty good natured.

While talking to a guy about my frustration with the work field, he gave me contact info for an employment agency.

I spoke to another guy about why he was there. He was a college student, but was saving to get a taxi drivers' license. Once we were done he had to go to class, but he didn't want to spend money on fare, so he was going to walk; about 10 miles. He was headed in my direction, so I gave him a ride.

I never made it to my appt, but I think I made out better. I met people, helped someone, and was helped myself.

I don't know what tomorrow has in store, but I'm ready to see past the obvious.

Top 10 Signs That I Don't Belong In 'Da Hood'

10. When buying buying something in the Chinese store, I say, 'Can I have...' instead of the more popular, 'Lemme git...'

9. I find it strange that people buy everything but Chinese food from the Chinese store

8. I refuse to buy 'loosies' (a single cigarrette)

7. My favorite song is 'Welcome to the Jungle' by Guns N' Roses (to my credit I did discover the song when I saw 'Lean on Me')

6. I LOVE 'The Golden Girls' (I'm watching it right now)

5. Neighborhood friends ridicule my use of proper English

4. The same friends also ridicule my use of a debit card instead of cash

3. I have the soundtrack to 'Little Shop of Horrors' (as well the dvd of the original)

2. I have never seen 'Scarface'

And the number 1 sign that I do not belong in 'da hood'...

I have no shame in seeking professional help.

Inner City Blues

I just need to say that I am so bummed about not having any money. I did not get paid this month (I don't even want to get started on my 'job') and there's nothing I can do about speeding up the process of getting paid. It's so embarrassing how broke I am right now! I have never had to make the decisions I've had to make during this week.

I had a job lead (nothing at all spectacular; just something to have some kind of money in my pocket) and couldn't even go because I didn't have enough gas! How pathetic!!!

And I have too much pride to ask any of my friends for money, because I know it's not just me who's broke. Like everyone has been saying, 'It's a sign of the times'.

UUGGGHHH!!!

*sigh*

Just had to let that out

Is It Me or Big Z?

As you may know, I've started taking meds again. I must admit that this time around I didn't want them to balance my moods, but instead my appetite and sleep. Since I popped my first pill about 2 wks ago I've noticed some expected and not-so-expected changes. I've gained 2 pounds and I'm sleeping at least 10 hrs a night. And I have less patience and more restless energy.

For the months without the meds, I won't say that I was living on cloud nine, but it took a lot to push my buttons. Now, I'm getting ticked off at the smallest things. My computer freezing, people not using their turn signals, and tardiness, to name a few.

I've also noticed, in hindsight of course, the manic periods. I've made some rash decisions, bad decisions, and just plain wrong decisions. I've wasted gas on long driving trips to nowhere just because I was sick of sitting in the house. I've spent bill money on things I absolutely didn't need. And I've had 'intimate' contact with three people.

I'm not completely blaming Big Z on these changes, but it's made me question how well the drug is actually working. How many of these actions are 'me' or Big Z. I do know that I feel more alive this time around but I don't want to have to second guess myself anytime a decision needs to be made.

I think I'll do what the clinically sane do: weigh my options and hope that I made the best choice.

Here We Go Again

I've been so busy socializing that I forgot to post about my decision to start my meds again.

After the bad episode I had with the last batch, I quit my job and have been doing okay, but decided that I would follow doctors orders and start them again. Because I lapsed, I had to start the whole process over again, which took a few months, but I am back in business.

Instead of trying a new med, I decided to go back to my initial meds, Zyprexa. I didn't have a major problem with them, but the side effects were kicking my ass. It was prescribed to me because I didn't have an appetite and I couldn't sleep. Well, I got what I asked for because within 2 months I gained 20 pounds and was sleeping at least 12 hours a day and still waking up groggy. This time around, I figured that sleep and a huge appetite was the least of my worries.
Now I know to watch my sugar intake and to eat protein in the morning to fight the grogginess.

That's all.