I Have A Job

Yes, I got officially hired on Friday morning at around 9:35, just before I was supposed to go in for a third interview with Walmart. I couldn't believe my ears.

It's part-time at Foster and Smith in the call center (they make and sell pet supplies and are the biggest employer in this area.) They are known for their fairness and kindness to their employees (and there are heaps of people I know working there) so even the night before, Mum had said that if she had to decide between one of the three, it would have been these guys. The Walmart employees didn't look very happy when I was there-they looked grey, to be honest. Why would I want to wind up like that?

Of course, WITH that bit of joy happening, now comes the moving out of my parents house and getting an apartment of my very own, hopefully just across the highway and up the road a bit. I'm already getting organized since I know this is going to be an everloving nightmare (moving always is.)

I think the first and best idea is to pull everything not being currently used somewhere else downstairs to the rest of the stuff (i.e. the blender, the popcorn maker, the broom, and so on) so that I can have it all in ONE room instead of five. Then I can go down the inventory list (there has been one for ages, just in case life ever decided fair was fair and let me work again) and make sure I didn't miss anything. I have some random crap on my Amazon list that might get picked up, but maybe not. Probably not-Mum needs something to buy for Christmas!

And as far as a library job goes, yeah, I'm still working on it, but it's not the desperate throwing every hat I've got into the ring anymore that it was. When it comes, it comes. I have a job, and that's all that matters.

Lots to do!

Ta,
Bec

Boiling July

It is bloody hot and miserable here. I WAS going to mow the lawn today but it feels like 91, so let the damn grass grow.

The rejections keep coming-no end in sight.

The dog and cat have gone to find cooler places to be.

I had an interview today. We'll see how it goes.

I don't want to move. Moving makes me hotter.

Even typing is exhausting.

Phf.

I might watch a movie, but no popcorn. Popcorn's too hot to eat right now (although I could just leave the butter out for a few minutes and it would melt.)

So far, I have applied on ONE website for 182 positions. That's not counting the 50 or so elsewhere for other jobs. I'm certainly up over 200, maybe even 225 at this point (in 16 months, I have lost track.)

https://drive.google.com/?tab=wo&authuser=0#my-drive

This is the Governnment Jobs list, running since last May. Some of these repeat, but I keep applying for the same places because they keep putting up jobs. Timberland is Washington-anyone who can figure out how many times I've applied there gets an ice cream cone.

Ugh. I'm going to go take a cold bath.

Ta,
Bec