A case of the anticlimactic
I should have posted this yesterday, but my desire for sleep what it is...
So we had inventory. When I arrived at 6 yesterday it was to the request that I go and straighten the sports area of the store. Granted, only 2 aisles really, but still, to my horror, it was in shambles. I started getting mad, wanted to know who had done this so that person or persons could be recommended for firing, then thought of who the closing manager might be, and postulated that that person should be fired as well. But my anger and stress eventually subsided when I put my troubles to God. It ebbed away considerably, in fact. Granted, once inventory actually started up my stress levels skyrocketed again, but luckily I got to go home very early. I think they were trying to cut hours and saw that they could handle the situation since there were so many inventory people there. It probably finished pretty quickly, I hope. But I didn't really care. After I got home I ate, read a little, and slept for about 5 hours.
Now, I have been kind of bad this week home. Rather than really doing anything related to the job search, I decided it was better for me to watch episodes of The West Wing. This was not a rational decision probably by any means, other than the fact that it's my favorite show, I just got the 4th season for Christmas, and I have so many seasons of shows to watch since I also got them as presents that I am highly motivated to get through them all so they don't last me forever. I'm very weird that way. But for some reason tonight, or more correctly this morning, after I fell asleep, I had to get up to use the bathroom a couple of hours later. Granted, this is not beyond unusual, and the fact that I couldn't immediately get back to sleep is also not surprising. But that was over 4 hours ago, and I'm still not back asleep. I am starting to feel a bit groggy now, so maybe I'll get in a couple of hours or something, I don't know. But what's important about this time of consciousness is that I used it to not only finish a Star Wars book that I have been working on, but I also went to a few online job sites and applied to somewhere between 6 and 10 jobs, I think, with at least one place I will go to this afternoon after I am back in Kalamazoo. Granted, I can't say I expect too much to come from all of this, but I at least made an effort and hopefully something will bite and I can get out of this city and back where I belong, especially since I've dragged my feet enough, and school is starting up next week and I need to be able to work with IV and see my friends and not go insane any time soon. Plus the fact that when my time is divided, I really don't do any work on my writing, other than this blog, and that gets me no where closer to my dream and goal of being a published writer this year. In fact, I want to be published before the next Nanowrimo. Since I was able to finish the contest, I have pretty high hopes for getting published, even though that rests in the hands of editors who might not appreciate my work. Hopefully I won't have to water down my text to get into the literary world. Although I guess that's one of the reasons I have a blog, so I don't have to do so.
Anyway, I am going to nap a little bit now, as the only reason I am still in town is because I am waiting on a check that should be at Toys R Us by 3 hours from now. With any luck, I'll be up in time to pick it up, go to the bank in Kalamazoo, and swing by to pick up an application for a job that although probably doesn't pay that well and won't probably last that long, will still be a means of supporting myself for now. I can only hope.
So we had inventory. When I arrived at 6 yesterday it was to the request that I go and straighten the sports area of the store. Granted, only 2 aisles really, but still, to my horror, it was in shambles. I started getting mad, wanted to know who had done this so that person or persons could be recommended for firing, then thought of who the closing manager might be, and postulated that that person should be fired as well. But my anger and stress eventually subsided when I put my troubles to God. It ebbed away considerably, in fact. Granted, once inventory actually started up my stress levels skyrocketed again, but luckily I got to go home very early. I think they were trying to cut hours and saw that they could handle the situation since there were so many inventory people there. It probably finished pretty quickly, I hope. But I didn't really care. After I got home I ate, read a little, and slept for about 5 hours.
Now, I have been kind of bad this week home. Rather than really doing anything related to the job search, I decided it was better for me to watch episodes of The West Wing. This was not a rational decision probably by any means, other than the fact that it's my favorite show, I just got the 4th season for Christmas, and I have so many seasons of shows to watch since I also got them as presents that I am highly motivated to get through them all so they don't last me forever. I'm very weird that way. But for some reason tonight, or more correctly this morning, after I fell asleep, I had to get up to use the bathroom a couple of hours later. Granted, this is not beyond unusual, and the fact that I couldn't immediately get back to sleep is also not surprising. But that was over 4 hours ago, and I'm still not back asleep. I am starting to feel a bit groggy now, so maybe I'll get in a couple of hours or something, I don't know. But what's important about this time of consciousness is that I used it to not only finish a Star Wars book that I have been working on, but I also went to a few online job sites and applied to somewhere between 6 and 10 jobs, I think, with at least one place I will go to this afternoon after I am back in Kalamazoo. Granted, I can't say I expect too much to come from all of this, but I at least made an effort and hopefully something will bite and I can get out of this city and back where I belong, especially since I've dragged my feet enough, and school is starting up next week and I need to be able to work with IV and see my friends and not go insane any time soon. Plus the fact that when my time is divided, I really don't do any work on my writing, other than this blog, and that gets me no where closer to my dream and goal of being a published writer this year. In fact, I want to be published before the next Nanowrimo. Since I was able to finish the contest, I have pretty high hopes for getting published, even though that rests in the hands of editors who might not appreciate my work. Hopefully I won't have to water down my text to get into the literary world. Although I guess that's one of the reasons I have a blog, so I don't have to do so.
Anyway, I am going to nap a little bit now, as the only reason I am still in town is because I am waiting on a check that should be at Toys R Us by 3 hours from now. With any luck, I'll be up in time to pick it up, go to the bank in Kalamazoo, and swing by to pick up an application for a job that although probably doesn't pay that well and won't probably last that long, will still be a means of supporting myself for now. I can only hope.
posted by Bob. @ 08:05
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