Earlier this month, I moved. I'm currently living with DD and her family and I'm really happy. I'm saving money and I'm living with my best friend. It's great!
I also purchased and signed up for bartending school, as I am still on the hunt for a night/weekend job*. I'll take and complete the courses the first 2 weekends in December and the program offers job placement assistance, so I'm really hoping something will come of that! (fingers crossed for me)
*For those of you who don't know: I am on the hunt to quit my full time, well paying job with benefits in favor of a parttime, nights and weekends only job...that will hopefully still pay my bills! I see an opportunity to attend cosmetology school next fall and I plan to fully take advantage of it. Wish me luck!!
On to the bad stuff...
Earlier this month, I moved. I know, I know...I've listed it under both bad and good, but that's because it was incredibly bittersweet. I lived with the R family for 2 full years and really became part of the family. I love CR and her boys so much more than I could've imagined and it was hard to say goodbye and clear out my room. I miss those crazy boys on a daily basis...
I've also sent several applications and resumes out to no avail. I interviewed with a company in a group interview setting and felt really good about my performance only to not receive a job option. I invest alot of emotion into job interviews and when I'm looked over for a position I know I can work hard in, I am really let down. I know that I'm over qualified for many positions, and the fact that I am currently holding a full time position really weighs heavily in the negative for me...maybe I should start expressing my future goals more clearly on my application? Suggestions and recommendations are greatly appreciated...
And now for the heartbreak of the century...
We found out this month that my grandmother, the sweetest person on this planet, is riddled with cancer yet again. Her battle with breast cancer began in 2002 when shortly after a bypass surgery, a lump was found. She suffered through chemotherapy and the like and as doctor's warned that it would return, she prayed for more time. In 2008, the cancer returned a little bigger, a little badder, a little meaner...the medical professionals gave her a few years. We have enjoyed our Nanny (a nickname given to her by her eldest grandchild, my cousin 10 or so years my senior) for many more years than she imagined. This third attack is the most brutal. The breast cancer metastasized, or "changed", and came back agressively in her lungs and liver. Tumors as wide as 10 centimeters litter her poor liver and tumors in her lungs make breathing a chore. After the results of her biopsy, her doctor has determined that she has 6 months...and that's on the hopeful side. This woman has the biggest heart and sweetest soul. She loves everything and everyone, even when she's been wronged. Members of her church speak of her fondly and her family loves her unconditionally. She's always had the best intentions for her family and friends and the love that has surrounded her life has been immeasurable. She is going to be incredibly missed. In the coming months, we are all trying to get in as much time as we can with her. And while I mourn the coming loss, I encourage all of my readers to check themselves early and often.
I will be forming a team to walk in the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure breast cancer run/walk. Hopefully we will still have our Nanny with us, to walk alongside us as we donate our time, energy and fundraise in her name.
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| Me and My Nanny <3 |
I'd like to leave you all with a quote that means alot to me...
"How long would you spend being mad at someone if you knew they wouldn't be here tomorrow?"
Happy Thursday, readers <3
