So things have been topsy-turvy for a while.
I was living the happy life, and it's all sort of falling to pieces all around me. I think in the end it will be for the best, but it's pretty gnarly right now.
I left a pretty well-paying job to go work for and learn from some chefs who I truly admire. Unfortunately, after a few months of that, I was so broke I was struggling to keep up with my rent and bills, and got into some tough financial straights.
I'd been seeing a girl on and off for a while, and she let me move in and live at her place rent-free so that I could try to get my finances straight. At the same time, I got another new job (my 4th job this year) that pays a lot better than the last couple places I worked. However, things with that girl and I completely unraveled in the space of about 2 weeks. Living together when your relationship isn't stable is a stupid, stupid idea. While I appreciate the help she was trying to give me, it just wasn't going to work and I told her I had to go. I walked out Friday night, and have been couch-surfing for a few days. I hope to have an apartment sorted out by this weekend because I want to get myself stabilized again. Being homeless sucks (mad props to dollface for letting me stay over for a couple nights while she's out of town with her fella).
So while my professional life is plugging along happily enough, my personal life is a total mess, to the degree that I worry about its' infringement on my professional life.
On a weird note, when I left the girl's house, I find it really interesting the things that I felt were essential to take with me, including:
dickies, t-shirts, socks, underwear, etc. that i will need to be presentable at work
assorted toiletries including deoderant, toothbrush, toothpaste, q-tips, floss, etc.
1 black western shirt
1 plaid flannel shirt
my Mighty Texx jacket
my old spiked out and painted leather jacket
my KISS Vans
my everyday cowboy boots
my fancy snakeskin cowboy boots
my Bass Pro Shops cap
my cowboy hat
1 Mexican serape poncho
And on a sad note, Douglas Adams would be let down if he knew I forgot my towel.
I was living the happy life, and it's all sort of falling to pieces all around me. I think in the end it will be for the best, but it's pretty gnarly right now.
I left a pretty well-paying job to go work for and learn from some chefs who I truly admire. Unfortunately, after a few months of that, I was so broke I was struggling to keep up with my rent and bills, and got into some tough financial straights.
I'd been seeing a girl on and off for a while, and she let me move in and live at her place rent-free so that I could try to get my finances straight. At the same time, I got another new job (my 4th job this year) that pays a lot better than the last couple places I worked. However, things with that girl and I completely unraveled in the space of about 2 weeks. Living together when your relationship isn't stable is a stupid, stupid idea. While I appreciate the help she was trying to give me, it just wasn't going to work and I told her I had to go. I walked out Friday night, and have been couch-surfing for a few days. I hope to have an apartment sorted out by this weekend because I want to get myself stabilized again. Being homeless sucks (mad props to dollface for letting me stay over for a couple nights while she's out of town with her fella).
So while my professional life is plugging along happily enough, my personal life is a total mess, to the degree that I worry about its' infringement on my professional life.
On a weird note, when I left the girl's house, I find it really interesting the things that I felt were essential to take with me, including:
dickies, t-shirts, socks, underwear, etc. that i will need to be presentable at work
assorted toiletries including deoderant, toothbrush, toothpaste, q-tips, floss, etc.
1 black western shirt
1 plaid flannel shirt
my Mighty Texx jacket
my old spiked out and painted leather jacket
my KISS Vans
my everyday cowboy boots
my fancy snakeskin cowboy boots
my Bass Pro Shops cap
my cowboy hat
1 Mexican serape poncho
And on a sad note, Douglas Adams would be let down if he knew I forgot my towel.
eidmar:
Not much good to you now granted but you always have a place to crash in Denver should the need arise
dollface:
the swell thing is that you are about to embark on the happiest days of your life...