I've been indulging in what I thought was a string of bad luck. I've been whining and complaining about this and that. But after taking a step back to look at it all with a little perspective, I've come to realize it's possibly all for the better.
Two weeks ago, I put in my notice and bought myself a plane ticket home. I had decided I wasn't cut out for the live-in gigs, and was thinking that my time as a nanny has come to an end altogether. (The making and breaking of attatchments can be very hard on all involved.) So I started contemplating my new college-career choice - nothing serious or full-time, just something to get me through the next couple of years. I decided I'd like to work with retired old farts. As long as the potential job was something simple and with no regard for medical concerns, my resume would apply and someone out there would, in theory, trustfully hire me to work in their home. Cooking, cleaning, keeping someone company, listening to old war stories, etc... It all sounds like a wonderful way to make an easy living to me!
So I filed through the ads in Craigslist and found a position with potential. I would have to commute across the city, but the remaining details sounded promising. My interview was scheduled and my hopes were high.
However, I got a phone call from my mother yesterday, telling me some teenager had plowed through my parked car, leaving it more-or-less worthless. Its looking like his insurance company will give me $1500, but of course this won't buy me reliable transportation, not like my lovely Chevy Caprice... (sigh) And so I wallowed in my misery and whined about coming home to a cut-throat job hunt without a car to get me going.
Today, I decided I was an overly self-indulgent little twit and needed to think on the bright side. I realized the $1500 will wipe out the remainder of my debt, making half of my need for a job completely disappear. The other main financial concern is paying for school, but I'll be able to soak up financial aid just as soon as I turn 24.
Could it be, that for the first time since I was 15, I don't really need a job???
Suddenly, my positive thoughts are interrupted by a phone call. A woman tells me she lives in my subdivision, just down the street, and is looking for someone to sit with her father on a regular basis. He suffers from mild dementia (gets the kitchen and bedroom switched around occasionally), has poor eyesight, and a broken heart (just lost his wife of 70 years...) and needs someone to hang out with him. The schedule is flexible, potentially part-time or full-time (whichever works best for me), and there's a car in the garage not being used! (She dropeed a mild hint there...)
Picture it: A month from now, I could be debt free, have no concern for gas prices, be able to take a healthy stroll to work, and be able to afford the necessities that come my way. My credit is so good, and only getting better. So if I absolutely need a car in the future, I could get one! Piece of cake.
Now I just have to talk my mother into letting me borrow her car once or twice a week for the social concerns, and then I'm covered!
Life is suddenly spoiling me again. The stars have alligned and the signs have all been in my favor.
Thank God. Or whoever's responsible...
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I just love your posts, Meggie ...
And when I finished reading yours I hurriedly clicked over to read what your mama had to say ... and I laughed out loud.
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