End of The Week Update

Today marks the four and a half months since I have been out of work. This has been the longest that I’ve been unemployed ever and I was beginning to think that something or someone from my previous job was hindering my ability to get hired. Because honestly, I wouldn’t put it past those assholes I use to work with. Anyway I’ve painted rooms, rearranged furniture, cleaned out the garage and back yard storage, I’ve changed bedrooms three times. I’ve decluttered my kitchen counters, I’ve made several trips to the Goodwill and Savers to donate many, many items that I didn’t need. I’ve begun to run and do yoga once again since I hadn’t done so since I purchased my house. Okay about two months before that I stopped. I’ve made bread….lots and lots of bread, I began recipe testing recipes from the New York Times food section…..wait….well that explains why I’ve fucking gained 16 pounds since I stopped working.

I FOUND A JOB Y’ALL!!!! BUT WAIT THERE’S A CATCH

After months and months of applying and countless interviews I finally got a job offer yesterday!!! And then I was told how much I was being offered, and as I sat in my car while I listened to the HR lady for the City tell me exactly what I’d be making annually I almost cried. I think she sensed the shock and asked me again if I was going to accept the job offer. I reluctantly said yes, I had to because I’m on fucking unemployment. Here in Texas where everything seems bigger including the red tape of being on unemployment benefits if I didn’t accept the job offer my unemployment benefits would be suspended pending an appeal hearing as to why I turned down the job and that could take months. Yes ladies and gentlemen I’ll be making $13K less annually than my previous job. I got home and I was in tears, I kept thinking to myself that I feel like I’m constantly going backwards in my life. That I’ve been struggling for getting a head and when I finally get there I get kicked off the mountain by someone or something. I felt frustrated and angry, that I’m forced to accept a job that I actually wanted and thought I’d be able to negotiate my salary for didn’t pan out the way I expected.

So, my new job is with the City government and it’s in Sponsored Projects as my previous department that I was in before I quit to go work for Skeletor and Jabba The Hut in the President’s office. I called my son to let him know and he was exited and then I told him about that pay. He heard the disappointment in my voice and then began giving me a speech about all the pros and cons of this opportunity. He TOLD me to write down the pros and cons, which when I saw my list afterwards the only con was the pay. The pros included, 1) Health Insurance 2) I’m currently only getting $1800 of unemployment monthly so I’ll be making more than that…………and the kicker…….3) IT’S 100% REMOTE!!!

Which my son said that was a huge plus because gas prices are getting ridiculously high I won’t have to worry about wasting/buying gas to get to and from work. Not to mention having to go downtown where the city offices are and navigate trying to find parking. And of course no wear and tear on my beloved car, he also added that I could work in my PJ’s, with my hair up no make up unless there was a video meeting and all that stuff. He said it’s a blessing in disguise because saving on gas alone would make up the difference in pay in less than a couple of years. I also believe that the City provides the computers and printer I might need as well as a monthly stipend for my internet cost.

After the talk with my wise beyond his years but totally annoying when he’s right oldest son. I began to realize that he had made a lot of valid points about this job and the annual salary I’d be getting. He also told me that I need the job but I can keep looking for something that pays more in the mean time, again I hate to say it but he’s right. So after I hung up with my son, I felt better about accepting the job, again not that I had a choice. But it made the situation bearable to know I’ll be getting some liquid income and working from home is definitely a plus. Which I’m sure Charlie will ABSOLUTELY LOVE.

This is totally my snarky cat

*Charlie from another room* – No hooman, no you need to get a job that you have to leave every morning and come back every afternoon so I can have some “me time.”

I need my “me” time hooman……

Yeah like that’s going to happen. Until next time……this is the Huntress, saying…”Don’t be a Moth Around a Dim Yellow Bulb, Be a Moth to a Flame, Make it worth the Burn!”