Today was sooo not the wakeup call I was hoping for. I awoke around 7:30 in the morning convinced it was raining in my room (needless to say I am none too bright first thing in the morning). I tried to go back to sleep, but I could HEAR rain and there was nothing coming down outside. After a few head shakes I heard some commotion in the hallway. Knowing it was my landlord’s day off and that they usually sleep as long as the baby lets them, I was surprised enough to investigate.
IT WAS RAINING! In the hallway! Water was pouring from the ceiling (guess I am not so dumb in the morning). Turns out it was toilet water from the lady upstairs. She overflowed her toilet and didn’t have the courtesy to come downstairs and let us know. Two buckets were filled from the overflow (which inconveniently flooded the apartment below us) and several mops were squeezed and the paint on the walls ran and towels were thrown straight into the washer and overall it was yucky.
After the interior rain I soooo went back to sleep for a bit. I had plans to spend most of the day with Ini today since he is moving to Queens tomorrow (bummer) and I wanted to be well rested for whatever we ended up doing. When got together we decided to go to dinner at a local place called Dallas BBQ. Supposedly they have ‘great’ bar-b-que, but it is sooo not Hog Wild. I ate a spinach salad with rotisserie chicken and raisins and walnuts. It wasn’t good. This is mainly because I despise spinach, but since it had been a while since my tummy ate anything greener that iceberg lettuce, I knew I needed substantial leafy things. Unfortunately, Ini knows I dislike spinach and this became a point of a mild contention. I don’t know why I do things I don’t like. I don’t know why I make decisions without thinking them through. I don’t know why I dislike onions (and won’t even nibble the vile little things). I have never had anyone challenge me to think about these things. It’s just how I have always done things, so why ponder it. If one keeps on doing things ‘just because’ eventually you find yourself on a moderately slippery slope. If I don’t ever stop to think about my decision making process and become deliberate in my choices and decision process, I will always keep doing the same things and getting the same results. I have a wonderful person who is willing to confront me about how I go about life and what is my answer? I throw a fit, cry and walk away. Brilliant and mature, I am a winner sometimes.
I know change is hard, but I think this process is worth it. I do not want to keep getting the same results. I do not want to end up looking back at my life when I am old and knowing I always took the easy path and never challenged myself out of my comfort zone; never tried to be a better person. I know I can physically move out of my comfort zone (hello, I am in Manhattan), but emotionally and mentally I stay pretty consistent. I need to fix this or else, like Ini said to me tonight, I am not going to get as much out of this experience/opportunity as I could have. From here on, here comes the hard.
Lord give me strength, help me to be willing to change my heart.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
09/24/09... Jobs (again)
I think you are all sensing a theme as you read these entries… my life revolves around job hunting these days; printing resumes, searching online, hoofing around town dropping off applications, etc. Today was more of the same, only with a bit of a twist. I headed off the island. Oh yes, that’s right… I hit up the outer boroughs. I went to the Bronx. Alone. Like a total rockstar, I got the Northbound 1 train and got off at 225th street (conveniently where Target is located). I had seen an Applebees in the strip when Ini and I had gone to Target a couple weeks ago and I figured I would give them a shot and see if they wanted my fabulousness waiting tables for them. They didn’t. But, the manager was kind enough to give me some tips on two new Applebees that are being built and that he thinks might still be hiring. I will definitely be checking those out.
While I was up in the area, I stopped at the Lane Bryant that’s up there because, frankly, I am sick of sweltering. I was not properly prepared to live in a building without a/c and for walking all over a breezeless city. So… I bought some long walking shorts today. I want to be comfy, at least for the next week while it’s still warm ;) While I was in line waiting to check out I struck up a conversation with the gal in front of me and the gal who was working (I know, I still talk to strangers…) and it came up that I was unemployed. The gal who works for the store asked me if I had any retail experience and then proceeded to let me know that this particular store is hiring a part-time assistant manager and gave me an application. This could be an amazing opportunity and I will totally be bringing this back on Monday when the store manager is in. Who would have guessed a little impulse-buying would lead to a job tip. I will keep you all posted!
While I was up in the area, I stopped at the Lane Bryant that’s up there because, frankly, I am sick of sweltering. I was not properly prepared to live in a building without a/c and for walking all over a breezeless city. So… I bought some long walking shorts today. I want to be comfy, at least for the next week while it’s still warm ;) While I was in line waiting to check out I struck up a conversation with the gal in front of me and the gal who was working (I know, I still talk to strangers…) and it came up that I was unemployed. The gal who works for the store asked me if I had any retail experience and then proceeded to let me know that this particular store is hiring a part-time assistant manager and gave me an application. This could be an amazing opportunity and I will totally be bringing this back on Monday when the store manager is in. Who would have guessed a little impulse-buying would lead to a job tip. I will keep you all posted!
09/23/09 Two week old New Yorker!
Well, here it is… two weeks in the Big Apple. I spent most of today doing the norm- Starbucks, job stuff. This is what most of my days consist of; trying to find gainful employment. As I said before I am focusing on my reality as opposed to my dreams right now. I still apply for jobs in my field (non-profit, social service type things) but am heavily focusing on entry-level restaurant or retail jobs as these are much more easily found.
Some days, like today, I suddenly get a little overwhelmed by the bigness of what it is I did when I moved here. I sold almost everything I own, my car, my furniture, household items (kitchen stuffs, décor, etc) and the list goes on. I brought what I thought to be a sufficient amount of things including a few framed photos and other comfort items, but I left things behind too; off-season clothes, art, my bread machine, shoes… And sometimes I find myself needing things that I know I used to own and may still own in a box either at my parent’s house or at my brother’s house, but they aren’t here and I am stuck either replacing them or figuring out creative alternatives to get done what I need to without spending money.
Today the straw that broke the back was realizing I hadn’t brought a single printed copy of my resume. I brought other paper things, assorted bank info and important files, but not one single copy of my stinking stupid resume. What was I thinking? To top it off, I had no idea where to go to try to print one off or make copies of it. I know it sounds dumb, but it made me feel a little overwhelmed and like I really had not a clue what I was doing here. It was a very frustrating moment for me. It’s simple things like this that seem to have the biggest effect on me. I can no longer pop in the car and dash over to my folks’ place to use their computer or printer. I can’t just stop by my friend’s house and see them. I no longer know how to get to the places I need/want to go without first referencing a map. It really is the little things…
Please don’t hear that I regret my choice. I do not. I just struggle with being patient with myself. It’s times like this that all I can do is pray for patience and for God to change my heart and help me adapt to these changes better.
Some days, like today, I suddenly get a little overwhelmed by the bigness of what it is I did when I moved here. I sold almost everything I own, my car, my furniture, household items (kitchen stuffs, décor, etc) and the list goes on. I brought what I thought to be a sufficient amount of things including a few framed photos and other comfort items, but I left things behind too; off-season clothes, art, my bread machine, shoes… And sometimes I find myself needing things that I know I used to own and may still own in a box either at my parent’s house or at my brother’s house, but they aren’t here and I am stuck either replacing them or figuring out creative alternatives to get done what I need to without spending money.
Today the straw that broke the back was realizing I hadn’t brought a single printed copy of my resume. I brought other paper things, assorted bank info and important files, but not one single copy of my stinking stupid resume. What was I thinking? To top it off, I had no idea where to go to try to print one off or make copies of it. I know it sounds dumb, but it made me feel a little overwhelmed and like I really had not a clue what I was doing here. It was a very frustrating moment for me. It’s simple things like this that seem to have the biggest effect on me. I can no longer pop in the car and dash over to my folks’ place to use their computer or printer. I can’t just stop by my friend’s house and see them. I no longer know how to get to the places I need/want to go without first referencing a map. It really is the little things…
Please don’t hear that I regret my choice. I do not. I just struggle with being patient with myself. It’s times like this that all I can do is pray for patience and for God to change my heart and help me adapt to these changes better.
Friday, October 2, 2009
9/22/09- I have plans :)
Ok, I didn't know I had plans when I woke up, so that comes later in the story. What I knew when I woke up was that I was heading to Times Square to drop off all the applications Ini and I picked up on Friday. I ran around (and had to call him for directions twice) to several restaurants. When I dropped off the application at Bubba Gumps they asked me to stay for an interview! Sweet! Of course I stayed. I think it went well, they said it was a three-part process, so now comes the waiting... I stink at waiting, but I will keep working on finding a job while waiting to hear from them.
When I finished downtown I headed to 125th to waste some time til Ini got back to Queens. I almost never buy anything, but today I picked up a new pair of black flats. I had ruined the ones I brought with me wandering in Central Park looking for Ini's phone on Sunday night. He thought he had left it on the bench, we went back to look for it. It was in his bag the whole time, but running like a couple of crazies in the park searching for a not-really-lost iphone was exciting none the less.
After picking up my hecka cute new flats (from Payless... darn convenient national chains), I was heading home when I got a text. Ok, follow me on this rabbit trail. Before I left MI, a gal from my church, Theresa G. had told me she had a niece who lived in Manhattan and Theresa was nice enough to connect me with her niece via facebook. Jacqueline, the niece and I had messaged a few times but had not yet gotten together. Well… guess who was texting me? Jacqueline!!! She invited me to a friend’s birthday party that night downtown on 34th St and 5th Avenue at a real new York brewery! I, of course, said yes. I HAVE PLANS!
So, now I am heading to my first real New York outing. Have I mentioned I am from Michigan? I don’t know what one wears to a birthday party at a New York brewery. After a few country-bumpkin texts to Jacqueline, I deduced there was no need to be super dressy, but cuteness was expected. Oy! I went in a denim skirt and cardigan, looking cutesy but far from city chic. I need to work on this once I get employed, I don’t want to be a bumpkin my entire life!
Anyways, once the clothes were sorted and I had directions to where I needed to go I was off! I took the subway (alone) downtown (at night) and then walked over to 5th Ave. What Jacqueline had failed to mention was that this brewery was ON THE FIRST FLOOR OF THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING!!!!!! How wicked sweet is that?? After meeting up with Jacqueline, we headed inside with Brett, a stranger who had asked us for directions and who she invited along to the party. We finally found her friends and the rest was just fun. I talked to a couple visiting from England about US tipping customs (they were at the bar, not with our group), I met several new people and even got 2 business cards (people really give you their cards here). It was so much fun. Just a chill night of hanging out and socializing with new folks, I actually forgot that I was a bumpkin and felt like one of the group… awesome :)
Below is a picture of us at the brewery that night…
Jacqueline, Me, Anthony (the birthday boy) Brendan, and ummm... I forget (oops!)
When I finished downtown I headed to 125th to waste some time til Ini got back to Queens. I almost never buy anything, but today I picked up a new pair of black flats. I had ruined the ones I brought with me wandering in Central Park looking for Ini's phone on Sunday night. He thought he had left it on the bench, we went back to look for it. It was in his bag the whole time, but running like a couple of crazies in the park searching for a not-really-lost iphone was exciting none the less.
After picking up my hecka cute new flats (from Payless... darn convenient national chains), I was heading home when I got a text. Ok, follow me on this rabbit trail. Before I left MI, a gal from my church, Theresa G. had told me she had a niece who lived in Manhattan and Theresa was nice enough to connect me with her niece via facebook. Jacqueline, the niece and I had messaged a few times but had not yet gotten together. Well… guess who was texting me? Jacqueline!!! She invited me to a friend’s birthday party that night downtown on 34th St and 5th Avenue at a real new York brewery! I, of course, said yes. I HAVE PLANS!
So, now I am heading to my first real New York outing. Have I mentioned I am from Michigan? I don’t know what one wears to a birthday party at a New York brewery. After a few country-bumpkin texts to Jacqueline, I deduced there was no need to be super dressy, but cuteness was expected. Oy! I went in a denim skirt and cardigan, looking cutesy but far from city chic. I need to work on this once I get employed, I don’t want to be a bumpkin my entire life!
Anyways, once the clothes were sorted and I had directions to where I needed to go I was off! I took the subway (alone) downtown (at night) and then walked over to 5th Ave. What Jacqueline had failed to mention was that this brewery was ON THE FIRST FLOOR OF THE EMPIRE STATE BUILDING!!!!!! How wicked sweet is that?? After meeting up with Jacqueline, we headed inside with Brett, a stranger who had asked us for directions and who she invited along to the party. We finally found her friends and the rest was just fun. I talked to a couple visiting from England about US tipping customs (they were at the bar, not with our group), I met several new people and even got 2 business cards (people really give you their cards here). It was so much fun. Just a chill night of hanging out and socializing with new folks, I actually forgot that I was a bumpkin and felt like one of the group… awesome :)
Below is a picture of us at the brewery that night…
Jacqueline, Me, Anthony (the birthday boy) Brendan, and ummm... I forget (oops!)
9/21/09- Pure Productivity
Whoa baby... today was a lesson in insane productivity! I spent almost 9 hours at Starbucks today doing job stuff, sending resume's applying on line, just overall being a rockstar. I have to do these things at Starbucks because I don't ummm... have internet at home anymore. I used to... I 'borrowed' from my neighbors. They found out. They banned me. I am sad. All I did was hog their entire bandwidth, sheesh! I resent their unwillingness to share with me! Not really, I totally understand them not wanting me to borrow anymore, especially since they don't know who I am and I don't know them. But this explains the delays in my updates. I have to lug the laptop 4.5 blocks to my local Starbucks in order to access internet.
Bear with me... I will get better :)
Bear with me... I will get better :)
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
9/20/09- City-wide Adventures :)
Ahhhh... Quality time with my only real friend in the city! Can't be beat. After several days of either not seeing him at all or barely seeing him, I was surely missing my buddy. We had decided earlier in the week that today was going to be a day-long hang out doing whatever we felt like. We met up in the early afternoon once we were both up and functioning and headed to Gristedes to get some lunch. Gristedes is a local grocery store with a killer deli section. For like $3 you can get a whole meal including a quarter chicken and pasta with some sort of veggie topping. Not shabby and it's more than enough food to fill you up. I picked the Penne a la Vodka from the cold case and Ini got the aforementioned Chicken Dinner Thing. Now the tough part.. where to consume our purchases?
We hit the bus and headed North, ending up at another new park; Fort Tryon Park in the Cloisters. It's a mere 18 blocks from my place, but like a whole new world. As I live in the middle of a business district, I am always a little taken aback when I end up in residential neighborhoods. They are so quiet, and peaceful even in the daytime. The rush of people to which I am accustomed is nonexistent. There are trees and sidewalks with enough room to move, playgrounds, schools and churches. Such a difference from the blocks filled with bodegas and laundromats and groceries and vendors and restaurants that I usually see.
Fort Tryon Park was insanely beautiful... about 50 feet inside the gates no buildings were visible in any direction, just trees and gardens and stone retaining walls and green... so so so much green! I really need to start photographing the things I see so I can share them with all of you. I tried to take some today at the park, but my camera was full and it didnt make sense to stand there and miss the view while fiddling with my camera. (I did catch some pics on the way out and those are below)
We walked a little deeper into the park and found this plateau area with benches and an amazing view of the Hudson River and a wooded portion of New Jersey. The only building visible was a house built into the side of the hill on the Jersey side of the river. Here we ate lunch while watching people set up for a wedding behind us. It was so serene to be eating outside, listening to the wind in the trees, not hearing ambulances (I live 2 blocks South of New York Presbyterian Hospital) or horns honking... just birds and breeze and children.
After sitting and enjoying the view for a while we headed off via bus to Starbucks to do a little work before continuing our day of fun. We had barely sat down when Ini got a phone call. He had left his wallet on the bus! Some guy named Andrew had found it and wanted to return it. We hadn't even realized his wallet was missing til this call came. We packed up just as quickly as we had arrived and headed down to Amsterdam and 109th St to meet up with this guy and collect Ini's wallet. Praise God for Good Samaritans! We took the train and missed our stop, ending up 7 blocks down from where we needed be.
Since Ini was on a mission my short legs couldn't keep up. I decided to explore the area I had found myself in while he ran to catch this guy before he had to leave. I wandered west of where the train had let us off and realized I was in the middle of the Spanish Harlem Projects and the sun was setting... bugger! I kept heading West through the projects looking for cross streets with names I recognized. I finally found Amsterdam and headed North towards where I knew Ini was. At 104th I found a playground with benches that looked reasonably safe to sit for a moment while I waited for Ini to come collect me. I kept myself busy making no eye contact for about 15 minutes til he called and told me he was heading my directions. It wasn't til he arrived and I exited the park that I realized I was a big, bad law-breaker! Posted right next to the enterance of the park was a sign that read 'No Adults Allowed on Park Property Unless Accompanied By a Child.' What can I say? Living in the City has given me a new wild-streak ;)
Once we reunited, we walked back towards where we had started, no real destination in mind. As we wandered through the Projects, I found a fun little area full of elephant statues. Turns out they were really sprinklers. Needless to say, I climbed on one. Ini had my camera and this is what we ended up with... Good Grief! *Note the poor fellas broken nose :(*
There you go... photographic proof that I rode a stone elephant :)
After elephant riding we headed downtown. I had told Ini I wanted to go somewhere cool that we didn't have to spend any money to do, We got off the bus at 59th St.We headed west and grabbed a quick burger before going back to where we had gotten off the bus. I should make mention that I am amazingly oblivious when I am walking around with someone else, especially if I have no idea where I am going and I am simply following. So when we first arrived at 59th St. I had totally missed that we were in the middle of Columbus Circle. I missed the fountains and the Trump Tower with it's giant gold globe, the Time Warner Building and EVERYTHING! Good grief! I am constantly surprised by the beauty of this place as seen by the following photos...
As soon as we finished our impromptu photo shoot, we headed into the far South West corner of Central Park which conveniently starts at Columbus Circle. The park is indescribable at night. So different from the daytime. Obviously, this was a different spot from where we had gone last week, but still... the whole feel changes when the sun goes down. I saw a woman who carried her entire life in a suitcase that she rested her head atop. I saw a couple canoodling in the shadows and several horse drawn carriages. I watched a small band have a late-night jam session with a few strangers crowded around enjoying the sound their guitars made. And, I saw stars... Not movie stars, night sky stars. Only a few, but more than I had seen since I first arrived here.
I think what I really love about the parks we go to, especially the ones we visit at night is the peace. The calm in the midst of a storm. It's a bit like the feeling I used to get when I would visit Lake Michigan in the Winter back home. I used to love to go to the beach in January, especially on gray, cloudy days. The sky matches the water and there is gray as far as the eye can see. Sometimes, the waves are even frozen in place and you get this sense of calmed chaos, of feeling small and insignificant... of sensing in some little way the size and power of God. If you have never done this, I strongly recommend that you try it sometime... just go and be awed by it all. I feel that same way here in these oases of green surrounded by towers of concrete. I sense God. I see the awesomeness of His creation and feel the power of His hand. It's the first time in my life that these feelings have been spurred by land and not by water.
As we sat in awe together, enjoying the end of our day together I realized that I am home. I am happy and I am making a life for myself. I no longer feel like a visitor, I feel like I belong. Here's a photo of the Trump Globe and one of Ini and me, so you can put a face with his name :)
We hit the bus and headed North, ending up at another new park; Fort Tryon Park in the Cloisters. It's a mere 18 blocks from my place, but like a whole new world. As I live in the middle of a business district, I am always a little taken aback when I end up in residential neighborhoods. They are so quiet, and peaceful even in the daytime. The rush of people to which I am accustomed is nonexistent. There are trees and sidewalks with enough room to move, playgrounds, schools and churches. Such a difference from the blocks filled with bodegas and laundromats and groceries and vendors and restaurants that I usually see.
Fort Tryon Park was insanely beautiful... about 50 feet inside the gates no buildings were visible in any direction, just trees and gardens and stone retaining walls and green... so so so much green! I really need to start photographing the things I see so I can share them with all of you. I tried to take some today at the park, but my camera was full and it didnt make sense to stand there and miss the view while fiddling with my camera. (I did catch some pics on the way out and those are below)
We walked a little deeper into the park and found this plateau area with benches and an amazing view of the Hudson River and a wooded portion of New Jersey. The only building visible was a house built into the side of the hill on the Jersey side of the river. Here we ate lunch while watching people set up for a wedding behind us. It was so serene to be eating outside, listening to the wind in the trees, not hearing ambulances (I live 2 blocks South of New York Presbyterian Hospital) or horns honking... just birds and breeze and children.
After sitting and enjoying the view for a while we headed off via bus to Starbucks to do a little work before continuing our day of fun. We had barely sat down when Ini got a phone call. He had left his wallet on the bus! Some guy named Andrew had found it and wanted to return it. We hadn't even realized his wallet was missing til this call came. We packed up just as quickly as we had arrived and headed down to Amsterdam and 109th St to meet up with this guy and collect Ini's wallet. Praise God for Good Samaritans! We took the train and missed our stop, ending up 7 blocks down from where we needed be.
Since Ini was on a mission my short legs couldn't keep up. I decided to explore the area I had found myself in while he ran to catch this guy before he had to leave. I wandered west of where the train had let us off and realized I was in the middle of the Spanish Harlem Projects and the sun was setting... bugger! I kept heading West through the projects looking for cross streets with names I recognized. I finally found Amsterdam and headed North towards where I knew Ini was. At 104th I found a playground with benches that looked reasonably safe to sit for a moment while I waited for Ini to come collect me. I kept myself busy making no eye contact for about 15 minutes til he called and told me he was heading my directions. It wasn't til he arrived and I exited the park that I realized I was a big, bad law-breaker! Posted right next to the enterance of the park was a sign that read 'No Adults Allowed on Park Property Unless Accompanied By a Child.' What can I say? Living in the City has given me a new wild-streak ;)
Once we reunited, we walked back towards where we had started, no real destination in mind. As we wandered through the Projects, I found a fun little area full of elephant statues. Turns out they were really sprinklers. Needless to say, I climbed on one. Ini had my camera and this is what we ended up with... Good Grief! *Note the poor fellas broken nose :(*
There you go... photographic proof that I rode a stone elephant :)
After elephant riding we headed downtown. I had told Ini I wanted to go somewhere cool that we didn't have to spend any money to do, We got off the bus at 59th St.We headed west and grabbed a quick burger before going back to where we had gotten off the bus. I should make mention that I am amazingly oblivious when I am walking around with someone else, especially if I have no idea where I am going and I am simply following. So when we first arrived at 59th St. I had totally missed that we were in the middle of Columbus Circle. I missed the fountains and the Trump Tower with it's giant gold globe, the Time Warner Building and EVERYTHING! Good grief! I am constantly surprised by the beauty of this place as seen by the following photos...
As soon as we finished our impromptu photo shoot, we headed into the far South West corner of Central Park which conveniently starts at Columbus Circle. The park is indescribable at night. So different from the daytime. Obviously, this was a different spot from where we had gone last week, but still... the whole feel changes when the sun goes down. I saw a woman who carried her entire life in a suitcase that she rested her head atop. I saw a couple canoodling in the shadows and several horse drawn carriages. I watched a small band have a late-night jam session with a few strangers crowded around enjoying the sound their guitars made. And, I saw stars... Not movie stars, night sky stars. Only a few, but more than I had seen since I first arrived here.
I think what I really love about the parks we go to, especially the ones we visit at night is the peace. The calm in the midst of a storm. It's a bit like the feeling I used to get when I would visit Lake Michigan in the Winter back home. I used to love to go to the beach in January, especially on gray, cloudy days. The sky matches the water and there is gray as far as the eye can see. Sometimes, the waves are even frozen in place and you get this sense of calmed chaos, of feeling small and insignificant... of sensing in some little way the size and power of God. If you have never done this, I strongly recommend that you try it sometime... just go and be awed by it all. I feel that same way here in these oases of green surrounded by towers of concrete. I sense God. I see the awesomeness of His creation and feel the power of His hand. It's the first time in my life that these feelings have been spurred by land and not by water.
As we sat in awe together, enjoying the end of our day together I realized that I am home. I am happy and I am making a life for myself. I no longer feel like a visitor, I feel like I belong. Here's a photo of the Trump Globe and one of Ini and me, so you can put a face with his name :)
9/19/09- Randomness
Well, I slept for crap last night. My movie marathon combined with the party above my room gave me a migraine, so I definitely saw 6am come by. Grrrr... I dislike being so disoriented in my sleep habits. I think it is time for some Tylenol PM in my life, or Unisom or something. I need to sleep like a human being and not like a Vampire. I have always had trouble sleeping on a 'normal' schedule, ever since I was little. My brother tells me this is because when we picked our rooms in our Lafayette, IN house he picked the one with morning sun, and I picked the one with evening sun and since the age of 5 have been slowly but surely turning more and more into a Vampire. Bummer deal... Whatever the root cause, the older I get the harder it wears on me. I frequently forget things I do because I am usually functioning while incredibly overtired. I tend to fight sleep like a toddler too, as I hate the idea that I might miss out on something while I sleep. I try to burn both ends, but usually end up cashing out for an embarrassingly long period of time when I finally hit the point of no-function. Before I moved it was never a big deal, I worked til super late, came home, vegged out, and passed out. Woke up in the morning and went back to work. I used my two days off a week to catch up on sleep and house-stuff. Not having a job, I feel little motivation to haul my buns out of bed in the morning these days. I sleep til super late and stay up half the next night, but last night was ridiculous. Something has to give, I cannot keep doing this to my mind or my body. I know getting a job will help, but until said job occurs, I have to make some changes.
That being said, once I did wake up today, I had nada to really do. Ini was back downtown taking care of his business stuffs so I was flying solo. When in doubt... wander.
I headed back down to 125th to wander through the same stores I had gone through yesterday. Didnt buy anything, just tried stuff on and window shopped. Overall a pretty boring day. Revamped my resume again, this time gearing a version especially for nannying. Not too much else to add... Can't wait for tomorrow... Ini and I are hanging out all day long! I need some good quality conversation and human interaction :)
That being said, once I did wake up today, I had nada to really do. Ini was back downtown taking care of his business stuffs so I was flying solo. When in doubt... wander.
I headed back down to 125th to wander through the same stores I had gone through yesterday. Didnt buy anything, just tried stuff on and window shopped. Overall a pretty boring day. Revamped my resume again, this time gearing a version especially for nannying. Not too much else to add... Can't wait for tomorrow... Ini and I are hanging out all day long! I need some good quality conversation and human interaction :)
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