The jorb.

So I did my first three days of work this week. Was pretty fun. Looks like my job is mainly to play with kids while listening and talking to them, and here and there interjecting lessons about how they should be behaving. All this while you're making hot dog mummies, drawing pictures, going through corn mazes, visiting the Idaho Museum of Natural History, and other fun junk.

And I get paid for this.

YEUH.

Isn't "egg flower" a sort of oxymoron?

I got the jobs! Both of them, in fact. I didn't think I even would want the second one since most of the work will be an hour away at first, but the guy who interviewed me (my new boss) was so cool, so up front with me, and so willing to work with me and make me feel comfortable, that I took the second one. I hope I made the right decision. I feel like I have. I'll be making $16-$17 an hour with benefits, 25 hours a week to start, and best of all: I don't have to dress like a real grown-up! I can wear a t-shirt and jeans every day! WOO!

I start Tuesday. So I still have some time to transition from lazy college graduate who sometimes doesn't get up until noon to working girl. Small blessings.

I called Mr. St. Anthony Job and told him thanks but I was going to take my other offer, and he caught me off-guard by asking why. Ack! The reasons why, except for benefits, might have sounded rude! The other company seems like it will be more fun, and I felt that my boss there will be more accomodating among other things. So I lamely stuttered, "Uh, you know, it really just felt right." Luckily, everyone around here is Mormon, so I knew he would take that answer. But I sweated it out for a few panicky seconds before I thought of that.

Ok, I feel really lazy. A power-walking girl who I passed driving Jason home half an hour ago just walked by my window. And I'm sitting here. And I haven't gone to the gym since Monday.

Pardon me while I go do some crunchies.

Yay autumn!

I had my first non-retail job interview on Friday. I made a few mistakes, but overall I think it went ok. I wasn't expecting to have to write essays, though. How am I supposed to know what I could do for a borderline personality disorder patient to "lessen her symptoms"? They're supposed to train me for that! It felt like a test I didn't know I was going to have and therefore didn't study for. (I guess that would be called a pop quiz. I'm so dang wordy.)

Nothing much else to report right now. I'm actually really liking fall here in Idaho. The trees are so pretty! I forgot all the colors that come out this time of year, the sight of mountains of pumpkins outside Albertson's, the prospect of carving them into Homestar characters and roasting the seeds, and the sound of crunching leaves under my feet.

Anyway, I gotta enjoy this before winter comes.