I take this sunrise as a good omen of things to come.
So it's Monday. And yours truly is starting her job today! I will be working with credit card terminals and business owners. I had a good experience with it last time, and *this* marks the first time that I will be working directly for the company, and not as a temp or outsourced agent. It's highly exciting stuff, and I can't wait to get started!
Despite the way some people feel, I think that the economy is starting to look a little up again. I see how homeowners look at their low mortgage with satisfaction, and their little house with pride. And I see that waiting on God to show me what to do eventually paid off. I was unemployed off and on for 9 months, with the exception of that one temping nightmare, in which I was poorly trained, physically harassed, and then ignored.
It comes as no surprise to me, then, that the temp agency would ask me to come back late last week. -.- I was kind enough to inform them that I had moved on, had already started a new and promising relationship, and that I had no intention of ever seeing them again. It's not you, temp agency, it's me. No, wait. Yeah, it is you.
On a spiralling different topic, my cat nearly lost it when I stayed at my friend Claires house, for one night, and spent
Most of yesterday draped all over me to say pointedly that it should not happen again. And now I'm working. Poor guy. Thinking of getting him a companion so he won't be so lonely, but I dunno...
Alright. I'm gonna get ready and check my web comics--ooooh, btw, I started reading this web comic called red thread, and it is AWESOME. The artist/story teller Gina Biggs is brilliant, and I love the storyline. It made me cry, and that's an accomplishment.
Alas, I have much to do. So I'm gonna bounce. Peace.
