I was going to post a personality journal blog, but we can save that for next week.
While I was idly playing on my phone I got a text that I got the job and to come in on Monday at 7AM.
Now I’m going to have to redo my scheduling. It’s from 7am-3:30pm.
When I tell my dad he gets mad at me for not having “work food”. I literally got the message a half hour ago while you were shopping. WTH?!
I’m happy to have a job again to pay my bills and stuff, but I’m even more excited to buy more secret hobby stuff. Since I have been feeling a bit discouraged lately about not having the right stuff figuratively and literally. Maybe the members of New Kids on the Block can sing to me about it.