As of right now, I don't have an actual schedule waiting for me...but being as awesome as I am, every food and beverage department is seeking me out...so I'm not too concerned. Ideally, I want a part-time shift in Woodlands...which may very well happen, because one of their girls, who had a baby two months before me, just put in her two weeks.
And and, my ex was terminated, again...not sure why, but I've been approached about taking his line in the buffet. I'm actually encouraging a girl I work with to go for it...personalities don't belong cooped up in an empty room for eight hours a day. The news of my ex was bitter-sweet...I don't like the guy...don't know if I'll ever be able to forgive him...so part of my heart tried to soar when I first found out. Here's the bitter part: his girlfriend is very pregnant. Being pregnant and him being a first-time dad is going to be stressful enough...but add to that, being unemployed and financially struggling...that's going to be a hard burden to bare. I feel bad for his girlfriend...that's tough. But it will be nice to not have to see his cocky face around for a while.
I have two more days left on the hotel side...thank goodness. Every day I feel like I might break into pieces...and every morning I wake up and my whole body feels weak and incapable. Drew's doing P90x (a fad exercising regiment)...I wish I had the luxury of working out. Maybe, going to part-time, I finally will...maybe...and if nothing else, to have more time with my magical little man, that alone will be well worth all the sacrifices.
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