Archive for November, 2007
“You work full time? Then why do you want another job?” That was Stacey, who interviewed me for the job I applied for at our local grocery store.
“Well, you see, I have three children. They are growing and our expenses are also growing. Our income is not enough anymore,” I explained to her.
“How old are your kids?”
“Nine, thirteen and seventeen. The oldest one’s in university.”
“Oh, I see.”
Then she asked why is it me? Why is it not the husband who’s looking for another job? Well, it’s not like I haven’t asked him like a hundred times to go look for another job. But I digress. I kind of mentioned in my previous post that I’ll stop b*tching about the man.
Yup, that’s true. Our two sources of income are no longer enough. Our credit card bills which I’ve managed to keep at four digits since I’ve worked at home is now starting to climb up again. It’s been at five digits for about a year now. And I know that something has to be done. I can’t rely on winning the lotto, since I don’t buy tickets anyway. 🙂
So there I was, at 40-something years old, and I found myself looking for a part-time job. I had my eye on a department store position downtown, but I didn’t expect competition to be that tough. I think I was the oldest one at the group interview we had and I was the only one who didn’t have experience in sales. Some of the applicants could have been my children, I mean in terms of age, of course.
But I’m glad that I got hired for this weekend shift only at this store where I do my grocery shopping. It’s close to home and how lucky for me that their weekend lady in the apparel department gave up that shift. I initially thought of working at nights. That’s what I did when I also worked two jobs at the same time almost eleven years ago. It’s not that we badly needed the money back then. I was already working at the insurance company where I still work now when the Taxation Centre called me and I just couldn’t pass it up. I only had two kids then, 7 and 2 years old. And I only took the night job because my father-in-law was vacationing here at that time. I didn’t have to bring the kids to daycare. He looked after them. Now, that I look back, that’s probably the reason why he didn’t finish his supposed-to-be six-months stay here. He he he. Besides, my husband worked during the day then and he was home with the kids at night. But now that he works at night, I don’t want to leave the kids by themselves at night. Even though the two older ones can look after their younger brother. I want to be there at nights with them. I want to be there to help my youngest one with his homework, cook and eat supper with them. They’re pretty much doing their own things in the weekends anyway, so I don’t think they’ll miss me that much on those two days.
I got trained for my new job last weekend. The lady who trained me is the same age as me. She was just recently widowed and then her mom had a stroke. She wants to look after her mom on the weekends.
And by the way, Stacey’s also my supervisor. And she’s only 22 years old.
So now you know what keeps me really, really busy nowadays. I know I could always squeeze in writing posts even in my hectic schedule because I just have to write. But I hardly find time to bloghop, and please do excuse me. But thank you to those who still drop by even though I haven’t visited your blogs lately. I really appreciate it. I’ll try to pay you a visit whenever I can.
November 18, 2007 at 7:09 pm Enter your password to view comments.
It’s getting colder everyday here in Winnipeg. And by cold, I mean temperatures of plus 3 C down to minus 10 C.
I was watching one of my taped shows the other night and I was so cold that I had myself wrapped up in a comforter in the TV room upstairs. It was (way) past midnight when I got up to get ready for bed. I wanted to look out through the window to see if there was already snow outside. But there was condensation on the window by the hallway and also in the washroom and I really couldn’t see. I thought the pavement looked white but I realized later on that it was just because it was so cold and dry.
When I went in my bedroom, I noticed that the top half of the windows were still clear of condensation. And so I thought I’d go stand up on the bed and take a peek. But what was I thinking? I’m under five feet and even if I stood up on the bed, I couldn’t look through that part of the window. But as I’ve said, it was way past midnight. I was tired and I wasn’t thinking right. I did hop on the bed.
But you see, my 17-year old bed is no longer that firm and I was like a bouncing ball when I stood up on that bed. When I tried to get down, my feet somehow got caught up in either my very long pajamas or the comforter and I was thrown off balance. I tried to grab on something to hold on to but the closest I could grab was the comforter itself. And of course it couldn’t hold my weight. Beside the bed was a bookshelf which was now behind me. I reached for the shelf with my right hand but what good would that do? I was already falling. It felt like I was suspended in time at that moment, like I was in the middle of a slow motion of my own video clip. All I could think of at that instant was “Oh please dear Lord, don’t make this be a bad fall.” This is not the first time I had fallen off the bed, by the way. (That’s another post.) I haven’t had a serious fall so far. But I am now in my 40’s and I know that my bones are not that young anymore.
So I fell, butt first, in the narrow space on the floor between the bed and the bookshelf. I couldn’t get up right away. I tried to take a moment to feel if I broke anything. It didn’t seem like I broke any bones but I felt pain in my right hand. I must have scraped it when I tried to hold on the bookshelf as I fell. My husband wasn’t home as he works at night. And I thought, what if I had passed out? Would he find me there when he gets home? I was too tired and too lazy to get up to turn the lights on and see the damage. I did manage to get off the floor and get on the bed and under the covers. I thought I’d just go to sleep and maybe the pain would be gone when I woke up.
When I got up the next morning, (I overslept, by the way, and I hurriedly woke up my oldest son hoping that he’d still make it to his carpool to school. He did.) I saw that my pinkie was covered in blood, which has already dried by then and I also had some on my shirt. It was only after I had taken a shower and had my hands cleaned that I found out that I scraped my finger really bad. The skin was peeling. I could lift the skin and see the red flesh. It was so gross that I couldn’t even look at it for that long. I immediately covered it up with a Band-aid.
Darn mattress. I have been telling my husband that we should really have it replaced. Not only is it getting saggy but it creaks at night at our every move, not only when tossing and turning in our sleep, but also when we’re doing that other thing that we do in the bedroom. And no, not that thing, as we don’t have a TV there. I’m talking about the other thing.
But should I really be blaming the bed? Or maybe I should be blaming the foolishness of this 40-something woman.
1. Name one person who made you laugh last night? Michael Scott aka Steve Carrell from The Office.
2. What were you doing at 0800? Packing my boys’ lunches.
3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago? Laundry.
4. What happened to you in 2006? We had two special events in 2006. My youngest son received his First Communion and my middle son received the sacrament of Confirmation. It was a busy year for me helping both prepare with our nightly lessons.
5. What was the last thing you said out loud? “Goodnight, Ryland.”
6. How many beverages did you have today? A cup of MILO (hot chocolate), four glasses of water, and two glasses of milk.
7. What color is your hairbrush? Black.
8. What was the last thing you paid for? $4.89, a gallon of Dairyland 2% partly skimmed milk at 7-11.
9. Where were you last night? At home.
10. What color is your front door? Brown.
11. Where do you keep your change? In a small coin purse, which my mother gave me when she came back from the Philippines a few years ago.
12. What’s the weather like today? Cloudy and cold.
13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor? Heavenly Hash.
14. What excites you? Grocery shopping, opening and reading a new book.
15. Do you want to cut your hair? Yes, I’ll get an appointment next week.
16. Are you over the age of 25? Yes.
17. Do you talk a lot? Not really.
18. Do you watch the O.C.? I know that show but I don’t watch it.
19. Do you know anyone named Steven? Yes, a guy from work.
20. Do you make up your own words? I guess, once in a while.
21. Are you a jealous person? No.
22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’. Amanda, my hairdresser.
23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’. Kathy, a girl from work, although she’s not exactly a friend.
24. Who’s the first person on your received call list? What’s a received call list?
25. What does the last text message you received say? I don’t have text messaging.
26. Do you chew on your straw? Nope.
27. Do you have curly hair? No, it’s very straight.
28. Where’s the next place you’re going to? Nothing planned yet.
29. Who’s the rudest person in your life? I can’t think of anybody.
30. What was the last thing you ate? For supper, rice and omelet with chopped onions, tomatoes, shrimp and hotdogs, and grapes.
31. Will you get married in the future? Nope. I’m already married. Belle is right. This meme is appropriate for young people.
32. What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks? The only movie I’ve seen within the past two weeks is Transformers. It’s okay.
33. Is there anyone you like right now? America Ferrera. She’s really pretty behind that Ugly Betty disguise and she thinks that Ugly Betty is cute. 🙂 She’s also very humble despite her fame and the awards she’s garnered.
34. When was the last time you did the dishes? Tonight.
35. Are you currently depressed? I guess a little bit.
36. Did you cry today? No, not today. I did last night while watching Ugly Betty. That scene where Betty told Hilda about her love affair with Henry.
37. Why did you answer and post this? Because I was tagged by one of my favourite bloggers, Belle, and I haven’t finished writing my next post yet.