Bad mood all day. Had only two tables, made $18 for the seven hour shift. $15 of it came from a table of three friends who stopped in. Working a shitty restaurant job sucks. I like it a lot of the time, but these afternoon shifts - which I've been privelaged to only take about ten of in two years, because of my real job as a teacher - are killer. They're like the sentence you have to fulfill in order to get a good shift or two a pay period. I had a good shift on Monday, but have made $52 in 14 hours of work on Wed-Thurs.
In addition, at 27, I'm too old for a job that doesn't allow a lunch break, where I have to ask permission to use the phone or put a Ray Charles CD in.
And I'm on vacation, but I feel so freaking busy right now. The house is in shambles, the yard needs to be mowed, the car is still dented and I had to make a claim on my own insurance because the woman who hit it was underinsured, the workouts haven't been completed since Tuesday, e-mails need to be returned, the dog hasn't been walked in a couple days... it's all overwhelming at the moment.
Thankfully, I have absolutely no commitments from now until 10:30 am on Saturday. I'm going to go to the gym and clear my head. Or maybe take a nap. Or maybe both. Next up is cleaning my house, which is embarassingly bad since I bought the Ikea shelves and cleaned out my car.
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