It’s been a while since I last posted, hasn’t it? This new job of mine is time consuming, to say the least, yet I’ve only been there a little over a month. This week will be my last week of my ‘training period’ which I’ve been crawling my way through since back in June before I start working actual shifts on my own. The verdict so far? I’m not looking forward to it. This is definitely not the type of work I want to be doing… yet at the moment I don’t have much choice but to grit my teeth and carry on. Maybe it will start getting easier once I start working the actual shifts which works out around 30 hours a week rather than the 42 I’m doing now. Time well tell, I guess.
Which brings me on to the next thing. In a couple of weeks time I’ll turn 21 which would usually be a happy thing for me (since I get over-excited about these kind of things) but I find that most of the time I’m in a more disappointed mood. Most people that I knew from school are either married, half way through university or have their own place at least, but yet I feel like I’m still on the bottom step of that ladder of life and I haven’t accomplished anything. Garr was made redundant from work the other week, so it looks like it will now take us longer before we have enough saved for our own house. I guess all I can do is carry on existing in this attic and try to chip away at some sort of path out of it. I have a lot of hope for the future but it’s the bit in the middle I need to figure out first.
16/07/2007 at 12:00 am Permalink
Finally, a Raven blog!
And don’t worry about the ‘ladder of life. People have their own different paces. I started out way too damn early, so consider yourself lucky.
16/07/2007 at 9:32 am Permalink
Meh, sorry to hear about the job sucking again. You really have bad luck with jobs.
21 is young, I still had 4 years of studying left when I was that age. And felt that life sucked as well. You’re both young and working on a future together, that’s a good thing neh. You know you’ll get there, just roll with the punches.