I think my time at Wicked Big is done for now. It's kind of sad, but I'm okay with it. I haven't gone in for a couple weeks, and today, since I was mailing packages and the Cafe is down the street, I went and got a cup of coffee. There was no mention of when I was going to come in again, so I didn't bring it up. Like I said, it's okay, though. He let me come in to train me, and really, I've got a basic handle on making coffee, so there's no need for me to keep going.
But of course I'll still go to hang out. It was nice - I walked in and everyone was happy to see me. Like Cheers: Where everybody knows your name. Haha, I know, that was corny. But it's true. And it's nice to be friends with the people in my local coffee shop. It's something I've always wanted, actually. I know, my dreams are so pathetic. Don't care.
At this point, with so much free time on my hands, I really have to be accountable to myself for trying to find work and stuff. I can't use the excuse of needing to be home, so I can't commit to anything yet. Doors will open, but I have to try walking through them first.
It'll be nice when I have other things to blog about aside from trying to find a job :P
I just can't do much else until I do. I could be crazy and try to move somewhere...but not until I have enough money saved. Which I can't save until I have it..coming into my life.
ANYWAY. Moving on. I have yet to grab hold onto my resolution to read more books. Maybe after the gym today I'll sit down and FINALLY make some headway on Wuthering Heights. I don't know how many times I've started that book and then put it down again. I'm in the middle of SO MANY BOOKS. UHG. I'm a terrible bookworm.
Well, time to get ready to go.