Waiting. . . . more waiting. . . .

So here I am. Still waiting for that job to come out and find me. I keep waiting for the temp agency to call. They have a lead, and I know these things take time, but DAMN do I want to get my life started again. I really think this is my best chance.
I've also started looking at apartments in the Cities area. Mighty pricy, compaired to here, where I can find a 2 bedroom duplex for under $500. Mind you, it would be a crappy duplex, but a duplex none the less!

Anyway. Not much other wise going on. I should be calling more places about work, but I really want this cities stuff to work out.

Why do I have to be so lazy?

I was busy, now I'm not, but things are better. . . I think

I do have a new fridge, its just pretty empty at the moment.

I also emailed my resume to a temp agency in the twin cities. They called me within 15 minutes. This was Monday. I was in their office on the west side of the cities on Tuesday. Things are looking good. I haven't heard back from them, but I'm going to call this afternoon.

My birthday was great!! I had the day off (first time in a long time!) and the weather was soooo gorgeous! I did spend the day knitting, and taking skills tests for the temp agency.

I also went to my friend and former co-worker's house, Nancy. We had a good time. We miss each other. I'm so glad I went to see her!

Well, tonight my friend Matt is playing at a local bar. Gonna have a good time. Gonna maybe have some drinky-poos.

Yes, I still need to get a job very badly. But things really don't feel that bad anymore. I'm recovering my groove.

I can tell this because I am knitting again.
Someday I will get a camera so I can put pictures up! I finished a pair of socks for myself out of Mountain Colors Bearfoot, the Mountain Fiesta colorway.

Oh! And I have to get a job so I can get the yarn to start my friend's wedding shawl. It's going to be out of Cherry Tree hill silk lace weight yarn in the African Grey colorway. It's going to be really funky, but Jayne is a funkalicious lady! And well worth the work.

I'd also like to congratulate several people I know who are graduating from college: Jackie (brother's girlfriend), Hankey (drummer in our band!) Speck (one of my very very good friends) and Jayne (way to go on your second Masters degree!)

Congratulations all of you!
Ro

I didn't need that fridge anyway. . .

Sure, why not! Sunday I woke up rather late after going out with my younger brother drinking, took out the milk and thought: "my this is rather warm"
So I looked back in the fridge. It didn't smell too good.

Please Lord, no!

I opened the freezer.

Yep.

After crying for about 40 minutes, I called my friend Sam. I was trying to see if I could fix the dishwasher when he arrived. (that broke last summer when the roommate put chopsticks in the dishwasher, and one of the sticks broke in the engine) I realized it was a lost cause because we didn't have a special tool needed to open up the engine.

5 trash bags of rotting food later, the fridge is cleared.
Of course, the land lord is still driving back from Indiana. I called around for a fridge and hopefully I found one for about $100. That's where rent is going.

Now I'm just procratinating about applying for jobs. Sigh.
I don't know why I'm so hung up about it. I have to do it!

Off to the library to print out stuff!

No Job Tuesday

Yesterday was strange. . . really strange. Besides losing my job, I got a call from the recruiter who said there was no job on Friday. There now is a job. Can I please come in for an interview on Tuesday at 2pm? Sure! Oh, and a phone interview for a different department on Wednesday? Great!
An hour and a half later: Same recruiter: Oh, for some reason the supervisor doesn't want to interview tomorrow. They canceled it.

Sigh. . . I should have seen this one comming. Yes. No. Yes. No. I really wish people would make up their minds!

Oh and tomorrow I get to be a temp server for a luncheon at a hospital. Woop-de-shit.
4 hours of $8 per hour. Yeah, that will get me through the month.

Hey! How about I talk about some knitting. Since I have oodels of free time I have worked on both my cousin's baby blanket and my knee-high sock out of fleece artist. I'm going to see if my friend Angie will let me borrow her crappy camera so I can post some pictures.

I have to say, I'm reallly lucky I hit bottom last friday (see my first post) because it made all the difference Monday, when I really needed it.

I would like to also send a big shout out to everyone who is thinking about me at this time. The folks, the siblings, the many good friends. (Sam, Angie, Joe, Greg, Hankey, Becky, Jess, and the cats)

Tomorrow should be interesting.

You have got to be kidding me

Call this morning at 7:45. I'm sleeping of course. Don't come in, your contractor doesn't need you anymore. There isn't enough work to keep you.

Wow. Didn't see this one coming. Har-dee har har.

I've already been to the job center and called a recruiter this afternoon. Now I get to go pick up the loads of shit at the temp office they cleared out of my desk. I bet its at least 2 boxes if not 3! I'm a pack rat.

Heeee!

Let's start this again. . . .

Hi! My name is Sarah and I'm a knitter here in Eau Claire. As you can tell from my previous post I'm having a bad month.
My generally upbeat personallity has recovered (though my spelling has not) and I am much improved over the last 3 hours. Especially since my friend Angie and I are planning to go out and get shit-faced tonight.
I usually don't drink. Ever. Ask my friends and family. I can count on one hand the number of drinks I've had since the new year. That use to be the case for an entire year, but I started playing in a band, and we happen to play at bars. So I have been drinking a little more. The last time I got pissed? More than 3 years ago. Wasn't pleasant. I tried to laugh and cry at the same time. Kinda hurt.
So its time to get pissed!
Then start looking for jobs again on monday.

Downward spiral

It's not the best day for me to start a blog. My up-beat happy self is gone for the month, leaving a dark stain of hopelessness.
Let me 'splain a little why: (and if you don't want to hear me whining you better leave)

I've been a temp worker for 3 companies in the past 5 years.
I have a college degree (completed less than 2 years ago)
I have no idea if my career choices are that piss poor, if the job market in this area sucks that much, or if I am just that unlucky with jobs.
I have not had any benefits in over 5 years. I do not qualify for any state benefits because I make too much money ($9.50 an hour. . . go figure) I have no dependents (and this is a very good thing).
I pay for all my ADD meds out of pocket. I have a mouth full of cavities and bad teeth.

My job I'm at (through a temp agency) decided that working till 9pm doesn't constitute 2nd shift any more and cut my pay by a dollar last month. I've actually gone down in frickin pay.
The company I work at didn't inform my temp agency of my change in pay. When the temp agency found out, instead of sticking up for me they said I was over paid and took the difference out of my next check!!! With friends like this who needs enemies?
I have just been rejected for 2 jobs.

K
I might write some more later on. But right now I'm sick of trying. I'm sick of losing. I'm sick of work and being screwed over. I'm sick of hurting.