New Job

I have a new part time job. Yeah, try to find a full time one, eh? Anyways, it's a receptionist job, at the local mental health place. Isn't' that the funniest thing, considering that I had been wanting to get counseling. Here's another funny bit... I actually had a long awaited appointment set up there... and my new job interview turns out to be at the same place, on the same freaking day as my long awaited appointment. Of course, I had to cancel my appointment, and hoped they would not notice my name. I think they didn't... and I think I'm going to like the job. I'm excited, can hardly wait to start my first day of being productive. I think part of the thing that had me depressed has passed... like, absolutely no income. And... new digs (moved out of the situation where negativity reigned)... and, I'm getting a new doo... next week.

My old job... well, I haven't quit. Just did what I was forced to do, and found an additional job. Now they will have to hire another tour guide to replace me for the children's groups, when the boats are back up and running. They think that I should consider ditching my new job to go back to them once the water is back in. Not a chance. If they want to continue using me, they will have to work around my other work schedule, the same as they do everyone else who is part time. I would never accept a job, work 6 or 8 weeks, then quit on them (unless I entirely hated the job or something)... it's a new start... after talking to the old work place, today, I felt that sick feeling inside. That's a sign... my body is telling me something... move on.

Tomorrow, I have a day tripped planned for Charleston.