Adjustments

So...
Life's been interesting.  I am now the proud owner of three jobs.  That's right folks, three.

Job #1 is overnight clerk at my local Walgreens.  It's really quite nice except that now on my days off I will apparently be up until 5 am or later, not actually a big issue except that I have no will power to accomplish things that I should take care of while I'm awake.

Jobs # 2 and 3 actually occupy the same slot because I'll probably only work them once a week and those jobs are Gamestop and the movie theater.  The theater has been my longest job as anyone who has read my blog can tell.  It was actually my first job and we have a love hate kind of relationship.  Gamestop I started recently but not quite as recently and Walgreens.

My other two jobs are going to be my videogames and miscellaneous wants jobs and Walgreens is my I-kinda-need-this-to-start-living-on-my-own job.

To most people it would like having three jobs would be harder than two.  But, honestly right now anyway, it makes my life easier.  I work four days for my main job and my secondary jobs are going to be once a week for four hours.  It gives me time to get back into crafting and spend time with people that I've been meaning to spend time with. 

This opinion is subject to change, of course.  My life, and anyone's in general, is not concrete.  Things will be good and then they will be bad and I'll make adjustments as they come along, I kind of have to.  I'm not all that much of a masochist.  Glutton for punishment perhaps but masochist no.

Who Am I?

Probably something I should have written when I first started this page.  But, then again, I am a someone completely different from the someone who started this page and never kept up with it.

I think my favorite answer would be 'No one of consequence.'

But that certainly isn't the truth.  Most definitely in the case, and opinion, of one of my ex-friends and her boyfriend.

So who am I?  I am me.  Flawed, insecure, pained, afraid, scared, and probably a lot more negative nouns that I can't think of right now.  But, I'm also honest (most of the time), loyal to a fault, as kind as I can be, simple (not minded, although I have my days, easy no that's not right either I am someone who people seem to be at ease with I suppose is sort of where I'm going with this), many people will probably have many other positive things to add. And lastly, as you may have already noticed easily ditracted.  I tend to have Squirrel moments which is why I am fond of parentheses and the strike through feature.

I'm over weight, over worked, under paid.  I have lived a life full of positive and negative.  I have screwed up and will probably continue to screw up, I hope that I have also done good things.

And I don't really know what this page will be about.  I know that I may post things that don't have any other safe outlet.  And I know that some of the people that I may write about are not all around bad people but that most of the things I'll post about them will be about their transgressions against me. 

I also know that I want to use this page to teach myself to appreciate positive things more, even if they are small. 

Because life is too short to live with that knot at the bottom of your stomach that crawls into your throat and lodges itself while tears threaten to break what little self restraint you have and usually at the time that you can't afford to have it happen.

I know because I have spent years with that feeling, and spent the same amount of time thinking that that feeling is my fault because I wasn't enough of someone else to fit in.  I still have that problem.  But it gets easier to loosen the knots when you can do, see, taste, and make good memories and things for yourself and others who will appreciate it.  That is a very important point, note that it is in caps.  If people don't appreciate what you do and who you are don't try harder thinking its your fault they will just continue to sap the time soul and, most likely, money out of you in your desperate attempt to make yourself feel better by being liked, another little nugget I've picked personally and through years of my mother trying to bash it over my head.

I kind of figure that very few people will actually read this but to those who do I hope you can find something; useful, entertaining, or, if you're a grammar nazi, something to make your head explode.

See you later my duckies.