Eating: Too much raspberry cheesecake yogurt.
Drinking: Grapefruit Shandy
So. A lot has happened just within this last month. At the beginning of it, I was in a time of crisis. I was jobless, and soon about to be homeless again because of a stupid matter. The lady of the house decided to leave because of her husband, and did so without informing me about anything. After she left, the house quickly went into disrepair. The main toilet broke down, and the upstairs one was affected to. Due to this, I would have to leave the house if I needed to do anything. This made my kidneys go bad again, and sent me to the hospital with stones. The heat at that house failed to, and the husband took no mind to it, sleeping and spending the entire day in the basement, taking no mind that I was still living there, too, still doing my job of keeping the house tidy. After the hospital visit, I took refuge at my boyfriend's apartment. I was not allowed to 'stay' because it was his parents that owned the place. But he insisted that I stayed until I found a job. For a week, I would stay on the computer, feverishly trying to fill out as many job applications as I could, even to the point of my boyfriend telling me to not work so hard; but with the crisis on my shoulders, I couldn't tear away for long. Even on day trips he would take me on around town, I still grabbed applications wherever I went, even until getting sun burnt. Every night, when laying in bed, I would tell him my worries and apologize for taking so long. My boyfriend urged that everything would be alright and to take one day at time.
Then, everything changed. I had decided to take a break and go visit my family. While I was visiting, I noticed that quite a few businesses wanted to interview with me. I was eager to return, in hopes that one of the jobs would work. I returned to my boyfriend's apartment, telling him the good news. The next day, we got me an outfit for interviews. The store Macy's was the one I was most excited for. I was looking to get a full time job with one of their makeup counters, but was dismayed that the position was filled. However, the manager asked if I would like to work in her department. She offered me Full Time in Intimate Apparel. I excitedly agreed! Another week goes by, I have trained and spent a few days on the floor. During a long shift, I get a text from my boyfriend that he has some great news for when I got home. My bus route that day was ruined, as I did not know that the route did not run as late as I thought it did. So, in high-heels that I had never worn until that day, I had walked two miles to get home at 11o'clock at night. Worn out, I stumble in and crash on the couch next to my boyfriend who was watching a peculiar show. (more on that later.) He turned it off, smiling at me. He said, "So... I spoke to my parents. I told them about your situation... Our situation. On the agreement that you show my Mother a paycheck, and keep this job, you can stay." I quietly cheered, already exhausted. On the inside, I was crying, knowing my life just had drastically changed.
The little show I mentioned earlier? "Have you Been Served?" - a show that takes place in a high-end department store where the main women work in the intimate apparel department. Aka, apparently my new training video. The coincidence goes further as this is one of my boyfriend's family's favorite shows. Hearing about my job has gone overly well with his parents all because of this.
This is amazing.