I’ve been in a slump. A serious slump.
For what feels like forever.
I’m finally pulling out of it. I got a job at a large local call center.. It’s not my ideal job, but it’s a job, and I get a paycheck.
Still playing accordion a lot. Slowly getting better and better but as good as I want to be! I’m having a hard time finding classical music transposed for accordion and I struggle to transpose it myself.
Happy Sunday? Meh.
Well I got hired at the bar! Yes, that’s right, I’m finally going to be part of the work force again.
Thank God. I’m sick of being broke.
In other news I had my purse stolen last Sunday. M and I went down to the river after going to the Lane County Fair and when we got back to his truck the passenger side window had been smashed in and my purse was gone. Now, usually, I don’t even take my purse to the river and if I do I will lock it in my trunk. We didn’t take my car and I put it behind the passenger seat.. Well that obviously didn’t stop shit.
They left his GPS and stereo deck and a few other valuables in the truck. They just grabbed my purse.. and MAGICALLY my iPod fell out of my purse as they snatched it. Mike found it the next day underneath the back of the passenger seat. I was so fucking happy! You see, that shit happened to me all the time with my old purse. If you tipped it even a little bit in the wrong direction it would puke everything out of the small purse in the front.. which I kept my iPod and cigarettes in (my cigs were with me on the beach.)
So fuck those mother fuckers. What does suck is that I had my SS card in there (Big no-no.. I just forgot to take it out after my last job!) and two forms of photo ID. My Oregon ID card and my California drivers license.
So I get to take the driving test over again. Fuck. That shit scares me. I know I’m a good driver (no tickets) and I’ve obviously passed before.. but still the anxiety.
Oh and the money. Did I mention I’m a broke chick?
If someone wants to steal my identity let them. I don’t have credit and a shit ton of debt.
Fuck it, I got a job! Today is a good day.
xoxo
Amb
As I mentioned in my previous post I’ve sprained my ankle. It’s a bit better now but still pretty purple. I’m glad I can walk on it comfortably again. It was driving me nuts. I’ve never injured my feet or ankles before.
I was especially worried because this weekend is the Coburg Golden Years festival that I’m volunteering at. I will be working in the beer garden so if I wasn’t able to stand I would have had to back out at the last minute.
I’m pretty excited about it. I’ve been searching and applying for jobs all week and so far no luck. It will be nice to be finally doing something other than just thinking about doing something.
RickDancerTV July 2013 Coburg Golden Years and More. – YouTube.
Heck yes! I will be volunteering both nights at the my fair towns Golden Years celebration. Doing what? Beer Garden. I don’t want my bartending skills to get rusty while I look for work. Should be fun.
While there are a few parts that are rather long winded. The Golden Years festival is a local fundraiser and all of the money we gain stays in the community. Not Eugene, or any of the other surrounding area’s, just our small town of 1000 people. Yes, I will take pictures.
Yesterday after getting home from swimming at the river with my cousins and hanging out at my Aunts’ house I came home to find a giant monster wasp in my house.
I couldn’t figure out how it managed to get inside since all of my window screens are new and there are no bends or openings large enough for him to get through. After freaking out (rightfully so) I chased him out of my house with my mop.
Later while I was outside smoking I saw one of these bad mama-jama’s fly up to my porch light.. and crawl behind it! OH NO.
I realized then how the thing had gotten into my house. Directly behind the porch light is my spare bedrooms closet and the water heater. It goes right up to the siding.
I immediately go into the house (I put my cig out but brought the ashtray inside with me. Freak out moment.) I shut the spare bedroom door and put a towel along the bottom. I was too much of a pansy to actually stick my head in the closet and look to see if there was a nest.
Then I called my landlord and today the pest control guy came out.
They’re Mud Dauber wasps and aren’t really aggressive despite their nasty appearance. He says they eat crab-looking spiders. The whole front of our apartment complex is covered in these spiders. So he sprayed a but load of wasp agent orange in the holes and said if I see some more in the next two or three days going in there to call him.
I hate flying insects.
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