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Turn my swag on.

August 12, 2009

Halfway through this week and shit is getting insane.  I’m trying t find a new job, and working on my resume is getting me down, seriously.

I’m 27.  I can’t get all excited about starting another job in the fucking food industry.  Even with my military experience, I can’t get into anything in my field for another two years.  In the meantime, I’m going to have to take what I can get and it’s just bothering the shit out of me.

I try not to complain, I really do, but it’s hard.  I want to get shit done for my family, and I will.  But food si the only thing I know outside of my military job.

I just need to wake up tomorrow and jump out of the bed and get something going.  Money is getting short, and I’m starting to sweat it.  I won’t ask my kids father for anything, I made that promise to myself.  But something’s got to happen here soon.

Anyway, I managed to get some of the chapter I was working on done, much to my surprise.  We had a fire here last night and watched the meteor shower thing.  I think I was feeling inspired, cause I woke up this morning and hammered out some words.  It was pretty good.  I’m looking for someone to read and give me some input on it.  But none of my friends like the same shit that I do.  So I don’t know.  I suppose I’ll just sit on it for a while.  I’m happy at the way it’s shaping up.

As far as Guy goes, things are going well.  He’s leaving for the weekend to visit family out of state, and we’re getting him all packed and ready to go.  I’m not too worried about it.  He’s sitting in front of me putting together a computer for a company.  I’m blogging and working on my resume.  Things are quiet and peaceful.  I don’t miss walking around my house with so much anger.  And reading back on past posts, shit, I was an angry bitch.  I like the person I’m becoming, and I’m glad that I found someone as hard as me.  But we’re good with each other, we know who we are now, and who we were.  And we both have places in our lives that we never want to go back to.  And finding that common ground is a good thing.  I had to hold a lot of things back from X.  When he found out a lot about me, things changed.

At any rate.  Things are good.

I’ma get my swag on.

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