If you couldn’t tell from the title, I got the job at Wal Mart. I did the drug test yesterday and if all goes well (not like I’ve done any drugs) they will give me a call and I will go to Orientation on Saturday. My position: Fitting Room Attendant. It’s only seasonal/temporary. The guy that gave me the job offer was clarifying that since it’s temporary, even though I requested part time hours, they can increase my hours. Also, my starting wage is $7.50 Which I guess is pretty good.
Keep reading for my first long post. A reflection on how happy I am with my life.
I had just typed a couple paragraphs then realized how boring it was and that it’d be better to put it in photographs. I was going to describe my desk space and the room I blog from. Then reading it over, it was completely boring. Which has led me to realize that sometimes, my life is really, really boring. I’m sure many people feel that way. I bet even the life of a famous person can be quite mundane at times.
I sometimes wonder what it would be like to be famous. And I don’t think I’d enjoy it very much. You see those cartoons and movies with the story of a kid who wanted to be incredibly famous and they thought it would be absolutely amazing, then it turns out it’s not that fun. Then there’s the lesson to be learned of “Appreciate what you already have.”
It’s not that I want more than what I have now. I am completely content with my life. Sure, there are a few material things I’d really like but nothing essential that I need. Well, we could do with a bit more money but we’re getting by.
I grew up close to, if not, in poverty. When my family (my mom, my sister, and I) first moved to Arizona after my parents got divorced we had nothing. All we had was the help from my mom’s friends in the Mormon church (I was raised Mormon). We moved to a small apartment in Tempe, Arizona where my sister and I shared a room. She’s four years older than me so if you can imagine, we didn’t get along very well.
I guess I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I had everything I wanted. Everything I want is just a few more material objects. Such as more books and a Nintendo DS with a few games. I’m not trying to sound overly humble to the point of “elitism”, but those are really the only two things I would really love to have. I’m content living with my mother and my boyfriend and having a retail job.
It was in 2006 that for the first time, I was happy with my life. I had been depressed since I was 8 and suicidal since I was 12. And in 2006, I had my own room, I was in high school, I had a good group of friends who honestly liked me for who I was. And I was happy.
And I’m still happy. Especially since Tony and I are back together and we’re even living together! Since we met in 2001 and fell in love a while later we have always talked about what it would be like when we were living together.
“You know when we’re living together, I’m so going to do this.”
“Uh huh, and when we’re living together, I totally won’t mind.”
We’re really cheesy. But since I can remember it’s been our dreams to live close to each other. It had been long distance for 7 years. We met three or four times before that and stayed with each other for a while. And it was amazing. We got along so amazingly well. He makes me incredibly happy.
All in all, I am quite satisfied with my life. My boyfriend is here, I’ve finally got a job. I should be going to college in January, and all the necessities like food and a roof over my head are provided by my amazing mother.
Well, I guess the only major downer is my self esteem and weight. That is the only thing that can really bring me down when I let it. But that’s a story for another time.
