They say, when life gives you lemons, make lemonade… But what if I don’t have sugar, honey, agave nectar or some kind of sweetener? Better yet, what if I don’t have water by which to make said lemonade?…. Yes I’m being difficult. I know very well that the age-old saying means one should make the best/something good out of a wonky situation. And that’s what I do, all day, everyday. That being said, it’s not always easy.
Feliz Viernes Mis Bonitas!
Happy Friday All.
Yup, today is Friday, February 3rd, 2017. Exactly a month since I got the blind-siding phone call from my boss telling that I had been let go because they didn’t have the volume of people coming into the studio (photo studio) to keep me employed. My BS meter went off but I did care, I was planning to quit anyway the second I found another job. I accepted my severance offer and didn’t look back. I remember wondering why I wasn’t freaking out. I have rent, a car note, bills, bills bills.
The day I received the call, I was visiting family in Ohio, it was the last day of the visit, and I was getting ready to visit my old job in Ohio to say bye to my former lead/coworker/friend. I hung up the phone and looked at my sister and said, “well, I just lost my job.” Yup, just like that. I think I may have even laughed. I’ve been through too much in my life to be thrown simply by loosing my source of income. Thanks to my recent holiday pay, I had enough money in my account to cover my January’s rent and February’s car note. I thought “I got this, I’ll have another job before the end of the month! Right?” Wrong.
See even when I’m a mess, I still put in my vest with an S on my chest, oh yes.. – Alicia Keys
So, it’s February 3rd, an I’m unemployed with no job opportunity in sight. Sending out my resume has become like breathing. I’ve had one interview. Didn’t get it. But honestly, I was glad. I want to take this opportunity to do what I really want to do, follow my passions and dreams; get stuck back and retail again or some other thankless job. Life is too short for that. Oh, and you know what else has become like breathing? Sitting on my couch. Good Lord my butt is getting fatter, hips are getting wider everyday. Lol. (Confession: I don’t hate it) I’ve gained about 10 pounds. But, in my defense, I’d lost so much weight while working that passed job that my clothes were falling off me. Its called the broke and busy diet. I worked such crazy long hours that I really didn’t have (make) time to eat. So I started to slowly get into working out again. Some days are a win, some, not so much.
Let me give you a recap so that my rambling makes sense: October 2016, I packed up my life in Ohio and moved to Michigan seeking a more fulfilling life. I had a job there (the one I lost). I stayed with my sister for a month till I found an apartment, she lived nearly an hour from my job so I had to move closer to work, plus I always wanted to live in an apartment, no more cutting grass 😛 Everything was going swimmingly, until it wasn’t. The other shoe dropped; as it always does. But I’m taking it in my stride. I’ve only told three people about losing my job, my two sisters and my boss/coworker/friend from Ohio. Oh, and now you guys.
I didn’t/don’t want to focus on that aspect, because I’m so confident that something better is coming. I applied to a university the other day. I want to go back to school, get another degree. I’m going to live me dream; in one way or another. You can bet on that. And yes, I still have bills that need to be paid, but God/Allah has never failed to take care of me. I know I’ll be okay. I got this.
You got this. Have a great weekend.