One Day at a Time

Normally I love road trips, but the one that we took over the weekend to Arkansas for my cousins’ wedding was not one of my favorites.

To start it all off, we ended up leaving later than we had wanted to, so the entire six hours driving there, my mom is repeatedly saying “We’re going to be late.” or “We should’ve left earlier.” or “We’re going to miss the wedding.” I guess it wouldn’t have been so annoying, but there was absolutely nothing we could do about it besides sit there and listen to her fret.

We finally ended up getting there ten minutes before the wedding started. Talk about good timing! ;) The wedding was so gorgeous. It was kind of out in the middle of nowhere, but it was almost like a little lodge/resort type of place. There was a large, log-cabin styled house and in the back a huge balcony overlooking the mountains and forest and greenery. So that’s where the actual ceremony took place.

On a lower balcony, there was a fountain and small tables set up for the reception. It was overall a very pretty and nice wedding and I’m really happy for my cousin.

That was about the only good thing about the rest of the trip, though. My grandpa is pretty much the stereotypical grumpy old man who complains about everything. He can also be a wonderful, giving, and friendly man, but this weekend, he was the former. He complained about everything, from the price of gas to the place we ate to having to wait on everyone. We have a really large extended family, so whenever we were going someplace to eat, it took a while for everyone to agree, to my grandpa’s frustration.

I guess it was just a long weekend.

On the way to Arkansas, though, my friend Dustin texted me and asked me if I was still looking for or wanted a job. I replied that yes, I was. His mom is the front desk manager at a Holiday Inn close by and he said she was looking for someone part-time and asked if I would be interested, because he could get me the job.

I was so happy. I am so happy.

I’ve been looking for a job for quite a while now, though as of late I had kind of given up because I was getting nowhere fast. So when the opportunity arose that I could get a decent job (I did not want to be flipping burgers) for decent pay (I’ll start at $8 an hour, 75 cents more than minimum wage!) with someone that I actually like, I took it.

I was nervous the whole ride back from Arkansas because I was to go in for an interview when I got back, yesterday night. So as soon as I got home, I took a shower and put on some nicer clothes and headed up there to meet his mom. She was really nice, but I was so nervous that I was practically shaking. It wasn’t even really a typical interview; it was more of a “Hi nice to meet you let me ask you a couple of questions real quick” kind of thing. Which I was fine with.

I had actually applied there last year some time, but she couldn’t find my application so I took another one to fill out. She said she would call me when she wanted me to come in for training so I’m still waiting (a little nervously) for that call.

Instead of being so relieved that I’ve finally gotten a job somewhere, I’m like ten times more nervous that somehow I’m going to screw it up or she won’t need me or something awful is just going to happen and I’m going to lose it.

This week I am extremely busy, too, which does not help at all. Thursday night is the midnight premier of the Hunger Games which I’m seeing with Andrew, Becky, and a few other friends. The next day, I have a fundraiser I’m doing with my church. Saturday, I have bowling with my youth group. That night, I’m babysitting. The next Saturday I am also babysitting. So I guess I’m just really nervous that for some reason I’m going to have to give up some previous commitment that I made for this new job. I hate it when you make plans with someone and they cancel and back out. I don’t want to have to do that to other people.

At the same time, I may not even start working this week, so I may be worrying for absolutely nothing. It’s ridiculous how much I can worry before my first day has even started. But as many people have told me, worrying is something I do very well. I’m just going to be happy when this week is over.

6 thoughts on “One Day at a Time”

  1. It does sound like you a busy one! I’m glad the wedding was nice. I probably would have been like you mom, worrying that we were going to be late. I hate being late. Congratulations on the job! I’m sure you have nothing to worry about, but it’s natural to think of all the things that could go wrong.

    1. AH, I loved the books sooo much, so I would definitely recommend them. They’re not what I would call your typical “teen” book.

      Basically there are 12 districts in the future of what we call North America. There were 13, but the thirteenth district rebelled against The Capitol (the government) and as a reminded to all of the districts to obey the Capitol rule, they have annual hunger games. Each district is required to provide a male and female tribute, age 12 to 18 (I think those are the ages, I may be a little off!) who will compete in these hunger games. It’s a game of survival, basically, and only one child will win, and therefore, come out alive. That’s my brief summary. :P

  2. Ah, don’t be worried! When you get called in, just let her know when you’re available. I’m sure she won’t mind that you can’t start straight away. Not many places expect you to start right away, anyway. And just remember; if they really do need you, then they’d wait even just another week for you to start. You already have commitments for this weekend, so just see how it goes and hopefully she doesn’t call too soon. I remember being nervous for my first interview when I worked at the education centre… but it was more of a “getting to you know” kind of thing as well. :3

    We have a huge family as well – my cousin is getting married in July, in Indonesia. We’re travelling over there and apparently the wedding is going to be huge and so many people are going to be there. To be honest, I think I’m really going to hate that crap. :X I am not really looking forward to it. I don’t like having a big family. I might be just as bad as your grandpa with the whinging! :P

    Glad you made it on time for the wedding with no fuss though. Your mum needn’t have worried; there really WAS nothing much you could do anyway. xD

    I’m really happy for you that you got a job! Hopefully the training is on a day that’s convenient for you. If they’re willing to train you, chances are they’ll keep you on board. If they’re taking the time and can afford it, that really is a good sign. ^^

  3. Sounds like you had fun and I’m guilty of doing what your mother does. I’m so bad and I’m not surprised why it drives my fiance crazy.

    That is cool that you finally got a job. Congrats ;3 Hopefully you’ll do good on it and yeah, what a busy weekend you have there!

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