So I had the opportunity the other day to make a decision about my life right now. This past year has been really interesting as I've tried to find a job. At times I have thought that I've made it and can relax...job found...life will chill out for a little while and I can breath. That is usually how it has been; not this time around though. For those of you who don't know, I've been kind of working two jobs the past little while. I've been working for my Uncle Bruce in his dental office when ever they need some help of Carolee needs a break from the craziness. I've also been working as a PRN physical therapy aide for the office that I did my internship with.
Things had been going pretty well. I had worked everyday for two weeks. It felt good to finally get paid for same work I'd been doing for the two months prior (for free mind you). Then I had a chance to go to Oregon and Montana with my boyfriend. His dad had offered to take us Salmon fishing and his niece was being blessed. I had a really hard time deciding what to do. I've spent most of my life doing all the things that were necessary to get the A or to pay the bills. What I'm trying to say is pretty much I always put school or work before playing or having grand adventures. Now I know that this sounds like a grand principle to live by, but sometimes I look back at the last four years or even eight if you really want to look at my life and wondered what memories I missed out on. Now I'm not saying that I wish I had been more irresponsible while I was going to school. But life is meant to be enjoyed not just endured.
So I was presented with a dilemma. Should stay in Utah and hope that I got called into work or should I go to Oregon and make memories that I would enjoy forever. After I kept being told by people that I needed to live a little I decided that I would take a risk and go on a trip. As you can read in my last post I had the time of my life and made a lot of memories that I'd never had before. While I was in Oregon I got called in to work. It ended up that I could have worked four of the days that I was gone. I sat there one night wondering if I had made the right decision. I decided not to worry about it right then because there was nothing I could do about while I was there and I just needed to have a little fun.
Upon returning to Utah, I wasn't getting calls from anyone. I was working for my uncle once a week, but that isn't enough to pay my rent. I received an email from a girl in my ward (who is the employment specialist) that gave all the information for a data entry job. They were looking for 400 people to work a new project for a few weeks. I sat there pondering it for a while. I wasn't sure what I should do. I already had two jobs, but they weren't always consistent. I left the message in my inbox and went on with my day. Later I came back to it and pondered some more. I decided that I really needed to make some good money so I could pay back people who had been helping me out. I hate owing people money and it has started to wear on me. They were offering the job on three shifts. I figured that I already had two jobs during the day and if I worked a later shift I could still do them if I got called. I didn't want to work the swing shift because I would never see my boyfriend. So graveyard it was. Every person I talked to told me I was crazy and that I was going to over exert myself, but this was something I had to do.
I said a little pray and discussed my plan. I felt like it was the right thing to do right now and that I would be strengthened during my trial. Michael worked graveyards for two years basically and I wanted just a little bit to understand what he had gone through. I've had it pretty easy as far as jobs go and now was my time to have a new experience.
So I started working graveyards last Thursday. The whole experience has been a little odd. I'll give you a little background on the project. I am working through a temp agency called Spherion. They are staffing a project at a company called ACS. The project is processing invoices for "Cash for Clunkers." I'm sure you've all heard of it. The government didn't expect this to be such a hit and wasn't prepared for the rush. They are really behind on processing the claims, so now I have a job. The interesting part is that they just kind of through the project together. They pulled some people from other shifts at ACS and asked them to be supervisors. They were trained during the day and then we came in Thursday night and got trained. The whole thing is a mess really. Out of the couple hundred people on my shift there were only about twenty who could log into the system to process claims. That was last week. They slowly are getting more people connected, but it is taking forever. The first couple of nights I worked we got sent home really early. The time I spent at work was worthless and I pretty much got paid for doing nothing. On Monday night a group of us took turns doing claims on a team members login. I finally worked a full shift, but didn't really do that much work. Tonight I finally had my login worked out, but they hadn't assigned any work to my page. We sat around until 12:30 a.m. at which time they told us that they were sending us home. I'm not really sure why we got sent home, but lets just say none of us were too happy about.
So pretty much I work at night, sleep during the day have a few hours to play and get things done and then repeat. My body is still trying to adjust to sleeping during the day. I don't really think that it likes it, but that is what has to be done. I start an online class on Thursday and still need to study for the GRE which I need to take next month. As well as the other volunteer hours I need to complete for my PT application. So life is busy and crazy as ever, but that is better than the do nothing have no direction for my life state that I was in a couple months ago. Life is an adventure and I am living it.