I realize I haven't written since March. So much has changed. I was under stress from applying for work, quitting/reducing hours from another job, and then working, working, working. Since April 14th, I've been working literally every day except for 1) a four-day vacation home for Christine's college graduation and 2) Memorial Day. Otherwise, I work every day for 8 hours Monday-Friday and 9 hours Saturday-Sunday. Do I enjoy the paychecks? Yes...except when I forget to enjoy them because I'm exhausted. My candle is burning at both ends, and I'm hoping to make it to the end before I burn out.
Right now, I work at the University of Arizona and the massage business. When I first told the owner of the massage biz that I was leaving, it was dramatic. She was hoping I would manage it. However, the day after our meeting, I received an offer from the university and I accepted in a heart beat. Plus, the managing position - I'm going to be honest - was an over-worked and under-paid job. I get more as an administrative assistant plus benefits at the university (which is what I've been wanting and aching for for so long).
The tricky thing about my situation was that I was hired for a part-time job at the U of A, so I needed to keep my part-time job at the massage company on the weekends. However, my first day at U of A, they wanted to start me off at full-time hours for a month or two. That's how I found myself in a position working two jobs seven days a week. When I told my boss I wanted to reduce my hours instead of become a manager, she was upset/shocked. However, after a day or two she was fine. When the U finally made me an official full-time employee, I gave a month's notice to resign (last day is June 22...can't come soon enough!). She said she saw it coming and was cool with it. I enjoy the massage business when I only work there two days a week - I get to see my friends and some of my favorite clients, and it's pretty low-key. However, I desperately need a break...before I break. It will be sad to leave, nonetheless.
Right now, my daily life consists of 1) work, 2) the option of buying food, cooking food, or some other errand, 3) eating, 4) preparing for next day, and 5) sleeping. On weekends, I don't leave my house when I come home from work unless it's an emergency. Or I'm going out and someone can give me a ride. I have no energy to write anymore, even though there is so much in my life to write about. I may write another post or two tonight, but after that it might not be until after June 22. I hope by then, I'll have more energy.
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