Finally!

For quite some time now I've been trying to think of ways to bring in an extra income. A couple of ladies I work with sell Premier Jewelry and I thought about that. That's too much to start up, and while I've come to love jewelry, I'm not a jewelry person. I thought about Mary Kay or Avon, but I'm not a big make-up person either. I thought about getting a part-time job in the evenings, but I knew once school starts in the Fall, I'd have a hard time with it.

Well, yesterday I was talking to the girls here at work and we were talking about The Pampered Chef. I love their products. You guys know me and my longing to be a great cook with a big kitchen. If not, get up to date here. Anyway, Melissa suggested I look into selling P.C. products. It isn't much to start up and you get all kinds of neat things in your start-up kit! I got really excited about it and I hadn't even talked to a consultant yet! But, one did call me last night and we're meeting this evening to discuss everything.

I really hope this works out. I'm tired of being broke with no end in sight. I don't mind having to work another job, I just can't think of anything I'd like to do. I know, beggars can't be choosers. At least this is something I'll enjoy! Kevin's worried that I'll be too tired to do the parties and stuff, but, believe it or not, back in the day I loved getting out and running around. I liked meeting new people! Hopefully, this will help me get back to my old self! Instead of the current 80 year old woman that has taken up residence in my body!

I'm looking forward to meeting Teresa today! I'll update tomorrow to let you guys know how it went. And then, you can start booking your parties with me. ;)

Hope you ladies are having a great day!

I'm exhausted.

I am just flat out exhausted in every aspect of my life. I'm emotionally, physically and mentally exhausted. I really believe there isn't much more I can take. I'm struggling with feelings of being unworthy and just plain not good enough. It sucks. Big time.

I should be thankful I have a job in such a bad economy. I should be glad its a job that is looked at as "respectable". I should be extremely grateful that I have insurance provided for me by my job. And that's why I feel so guilty for saying I absolutely hate my job. I'm tired of having to deal with one person telling me one thing and two days later being told it was done wrong by another person. One day last week, I had to stop working on a customer's transaction because I was so stressed with everything that I broke down bawling. Right in front of this man! I was mortified! Of course, he was extremely sweet about it but I felt really unprofessional! I know every job you have will have its problems, but if I was teaching, if I was doing something I really loved, I wouldn't mind those problems as badly. Like I said, this is a respectable job, but this isn't for me. This isn't what I want for me. I'm on salary, but when it is broken down, I'm barely making $8 an hour. I feel like such a failure for being here and not teaching. I refuse to live the rest of my life this way. I know that there lots of people out there struggling and that things could be a lot worse. I know that, so please don't leave me comments telling me that. One time, a few years ago, I said I wanted a good job to where I didn't have to live paycheck to paycheck. One of my coworkers at the time told me that such a thing didn't exist, that everyone lives paycheck to paycheck. Um, I'm calling BS on that one. I see people around me all the time that aren't living paycheck to paycheck, that can buy a new vehicle, that can go shopping without feeling guilty over it and those who can just up and take a vacation like nothing. I want that, not only for myself but for when I have children. I don't want my children to feel guilty for asking to go to the movies. I want to be able to take them on fun vacations. I know I'll have to work hard for it. I don't want it handed to me. I know that a lot of these people who are comfortable now struggled in the beginning, but I just keep wondering to myself when is it going to be my turn to be "comfortable"?

I'm meeting the Graduate Coordinator today after work to discuss my schedule for this Fall. I'm not dreading it, but I'm not exactly looking forward to it. I've wanted this for as long as I can remember. But, looking at my current situation, I can't help but think is this going to be worth it? Is this going to be worth going into more debt for something that, from the way things are looking right now, I'll never use? Why spend countless hours of stressing over my thesis or reading 100 pages before class the next day? Then I tell myself. I want this. This is something I've wanted and whether I ever use it, I'll be proud to say I have it!

I know I said no more "Debbie Downer" posts, but sometimes you just gotta vent a little! I hope you guys are doing a heck of a lot better than me!