Knots in stomach not fun.


I applied to become a dispatcher for 911 a year ago. I was subjected to all the tests and interviews and ended up being approved for hire. Unfortunately I didn’t get the 90% that was needed to be hired the first round. So I was put into a pool of people to be hired, and since August of last year I have been told to call every month to see if or when I was up for hire. Twelve months of calling in and being told to call next month. Due to the “economic situation” it has taken this long, but I believe it has come to an end. A few weeks ago I was told they will be hiring sometime in October and that I am first on the list!

I have had this never ending knot in my stomach. It’s been so tough because where i am at right now financially is the ghetto and this job would be an upgrade to a gated community. Three time more than what I am making now I would make there. I need that. I feel like I work so hard for so little and I need out! I feel like I want to do something more important than serve coffee. I want to help people in need. I have been doing the coffee thing for four years now and I feel I have hit the plateau. I don’t want to make money for someone else anymore. I want to make money for me. I want real responsibility.

Big things poppin’


There are so many things happening right now.  I’m walking around our apartment trying to get some more things together for our move tomorrow.  Our move to the new house we bought.  This will be the last apartment I will ever live in.  It’s kind of weird because ever since I left home I have lived in an apartment.  I never thought I would be moving into a home.  I never thought I would be where I am now in my life two years ago.  I was crazy two years ago.  I didn’t care about anything myself or my life.  Now I have a fiance a dog and my own lawn.  I really like who I am now.