Nifty. Yesterday, I got one irritation out of the way. I was given the opportunity to say goodbye. Not in the manner of how I wanted to, but in a way that the situation allowed for, and that made me feel better in the fact that I got a chance to say it.

On the way home from Border’s last night, I got to thinking about things, and how horrid situations that might look like punishment for something turns into something that’s extremely beneficial. At some point, I’m going to write it up. Currently, I’m mulling it over in my head, trying to get a firm grasp on it.

I’m frustrated with the hotel job. I’m hoping VTN calls me about the marketing stuff soon, because I need something that will make me want to stay with them. This is the second slow week I’ve had, and I understand that it’ll happen. But when it happens on a continuous basis, I have to seek a means to provide and sustain myself. This is why I didn’t up and quit the store when I graduated. I’m a realist, for the most part, and know that I need to make sure the paycheck is always coming in. I can plan for slow months, that’s why I’m a penny pincher, but I don’t have the back-up at the moment for this. Had this happened 3 months from now, wouldn’t be a big deal, but it’s happening now. And I’m dreading Friday, because I hate being put in the position where I have to instigate the protection of myself. However, if I don’t, I’m going to end up the health club doormat. I understand why my co-worker is doing this, and I can’t blame him. But at some point, you have to learn to stop the pendulum from swinging. I’m not the cause of his habits, but he’s swinging back at me. Boy did he pick the wrong person.