Friday, June 4, 2010

Made It To Friday

Why was this week so hard? It was only 4 days. I came very close to quitting again today. I even went looking for the boss to tell him I was going home. Luckily (or unluckily, I'm not sure) I couldn't find him (he was in the bathroom) and those few extra minutes gave me a chance to think about it. I carpooled today so I would have had to call a taxi and I'm too cheap for that.

I managed to make it through without quitting. I hope next week is better. I can definitely say that once my mortgage is gone, I am not going to last long at this job. I thought I could work there another 5 years or so and build a house but no. Another day like this and I will walk out. Life is too short. I'd rather keep living in my mobile home than keep a job that makes me miserable so that I can buy a house. And it's not like I won't find another job. There are jobs out there. They don't pay as much but at least they are not as frustrating. There are 2 jobs that I thought would fit in to my plans. One was a Home Companion, those are the people that visit the elderly in their own homes and cook, clean and run errands for them so that they can stay independent longer. The other would be pet sitting in the person's home. That would mean feeding and watering some one's animals while they are out of town or at work. Both are part time and flexible. They don't pay well but once my mortgage is paid, I am more interested in liking my job than the money.

Of course I hope to do something creative too. I want to make something and sell it online or locally. I haven't figured out what that thing is yet but if I get a part time job I will have time to explore what I want to make and what will sell. There is a lot of potential there I just haven't figured it out yet.

Anyway, I don't have any big plans for this weekend. Just the usual chores and shuttle the new dog to the vet. It is supposed to be 100 degrees so I will be hiding inside most of the day. And I will try to appreciate my two days of freedom before it's back to work on Monday.


MW said...

Daizy, I feel your pain. Once the mortgage is done, you can afford to take more casual jobs and will have loads of time to be creative. Lots of breathing room to look forward to.

Lizzie @ her homeworld said...

A job that causes you this much pain isnt worth it. Is there nothing better around just while you are deciding what you want to do?

Daizy said...

Middle Way, thanks. I am definitely looking forward to it. Maybe a little too much. I should probably try to appreciate where I am at the moment. Maybe that would make the day to day grind easier.

Daizy said...

Lizzie, I think the problem is that I don't want to relocate, travel for work or work in my current field. If I was willing to do those things I could find an equal paying job. Otherwise I have to start at the bottom. The best paying job that I am aware of is with Geico Insurance. $13/h for customer service but they are located across town. (I make $20/h in case you are curious) I am always looking for better opportunities but haven't found one yet. Oh, and those other part time jobs seem to pay around $9/h.

Over the Cubicle Wall said...

You'll make it and when you do, annoying days at work will be distant memories. I hope I can make it too.

Daizy said...

Over the Cubicle, yes, it takes most of Saturday to forget about work. I can't wait until that final Saturday when I can forget about it and won't have to go back on Monday. We'll take it one day at a time I guess.

Dave said...

Daizy, I remember the feelings I had when I left my office for the last time on 10/31/08. All those "lasts" were wonderful. I turned in my ID card at the security desk after I went through the exit turnstile.

Those final train rides.....the PATH then the Long Island Rail Road commuter train. Stepping off the LIRR train at my home station for the last time......I did not run back to my place because I had a bulky tote bag full of my personal items and did not want to drop it. But I was choking up inside.

Then...I entered my apartment, gently put down the tote bag and yelled out, "I'M FREE!!!!!!! THAT'S IT!"

One day you will experience these "lasts" and give out a big yell when you get home. I wish I could be there to see it!

Daizy said...

Dave, I'm sure it will be memorable and wonderful. Hopefully it will go according to my plan and not with me running out in tears.