Musical inspiration

“Happiness is not a fish that you can catch” – Our Lady Peace

I get it now. You just can’t catch happiness. You have to want it, almost earn it. Why put up with bad when you can have good? Good moods, good mornings, feel good about yourself. You have to put some work into it too. See, I was missing all that stuff before. I thought well my life sucks, that’s just the way it is. No, dumbass, go out and fucking fix it. I feel confident in the choices I’ve been making recently. I have a job interview today!

I honestly spent an hour online looking for jobs and a huge company called me, told me they would send me more info on the job, but it already sounded like something I would really like, so I just asked if I could schedule immediately. She called to verify and said she was really excited because my resume is impressive and they’d like to have me work there. I’m not going to name drop the company on here because I don’t want my blog associated with the name that may appear together in a search result. (I worked for a large search engine company, I know how this works) But it sounds like something I would enjoy for the time being, and it’s for a large company, not doing fucking retailing or waitressing work. Corporate shit, you dig?

Today is also the 4th anniversary since my sister completed the police academy. I don’t want to post pictures of her because she works for the government, that and she would kill me because she know my blog exists but I refuse to let her read it. (This goes also to most people I know in real life. Most of the time I’ll read certain posts back to them, but they don’t know the link to my link, ya feel me?) Anyway, I am so happy for her and all her success. I’m slowly but surely getting my act together.

The wifi people are supposed to come and hook up our new interwebz today. I called him back an hour and a half later and was like, uh so, you coming dude? He said something about a thing being out and he’s waiting for a new one. I’m tech-y, but not when it comes to wiring things through houses, running lines, drilling holes in the wall, yeah no. So we are getting a sweet ass deal. Highest speed money can buy you for $52. That’s being split between two people. That’s also with a pimp ass discount on it because I’M THE SHIT. I really should be a lawyer, because I just totally negotiated my own price there. Whatevs.

I’m still trying to get in touch with my lawyer. I just called and left another message. I know he’s busy, so maybe that’s good but I want to fry the fuck out of the landlords. I officially turned in my Hello Kitty key on Saturday. Bittersweet. I’m going to get a new Hello Kitty key made out of my current house key and use this one as a spare.

Anyway, back to my musical inspiration. I know I get side tracked. I get my ADHD meds filled on Friday, don’t worry. Happiness isn’t something you can just catch, you have to look for it. Sometimes you find it in the strangest of places. Like me and a younger guy. Neverrrrrrrrrr ever would I think that I would even consider someone younger than me, let alone 8 years younger. But I guess it doesn’t really matter. It’s about the person, that happiness. I told him he makes me feel complete, and calm. He really does. He just takes care of me, and no ones ever done that other than my parents, and that’s totally different. He makes sure I’m okay. He does so much for me, I’m so thankful I have met him and we started to get to know each other more and more, and we almost think on the same wavelength. We think of the same songs at the same time and shit, trippy. I also accidentally sang in front of him. If you know me in real life, I can sing. I was a musician for a long time, but I can sing and I never will in front of people. Except I just started belting out to the cover of “I Will Survive” by Cake and he was blown away. I was so embarrassed but he told me I had the most amazing voice. I mean I know I am good, but I don’t think that good. LOL But I guess I am.

I keep taking coffee and cigratette breaks waiting for my interwebz people to show up for their 9:00 apportionment and it’s not 9:50. Now it’s 10:06 he had to check some wiring down the street, then check the wires behind the house, he had to take off for a second to get some more stuff, then he should be ready to go.

Here’s what I’m wearing to my interview. It’s a shitty pic but I tried it on last night since the dress is new. It has a polka dot lace overlay over the black dress which I tried to capture. With some classic black tights. I’m still struggling with the shoes but I think I have a pair in mind.

 

Anyway, I hope this interview is great. I hope life continues to be great. Don’t wait out to catch your happiness. Create your own. Life your life, smile, laugh, surround yourself with encouraging people.

Off to a good start. I think it’s my wardrobe

I had my third interview today. I dazzle them with my personality. I was surprised they quizzed me on shit they talked to me about during my second interview which was going out in the field and doing a product launch. There is a lot of growth in the company. Although to learn the position Id ultimately be getting Id have to start at the bottom doing product launches which would require me to do driving to a bunch of different cities. Compensation for gas.

But I’m feeling great and it has to do with my amazing professional wardrobe. I have in this pink and reddish wrap dress with a feather print, bling now necklace, jet black tights and my Herman Munster shoes. I’m in the parking lot of the Michigan works office waiting for a call back so I’ll take some half ass pics. Oh and this pink satin coat is amazing. So many compliments.

Coat (it’s full length)

 

Pattern of the dress. I’ll try and update later with a selfie cause it’s worth it.

 

Herman Munster shoes. My mom says they look like the ones he wears on the show. I googled it before when she told me and she’s right. I’m not on wifi so this is taking forever so you can google that yourself.

Then here’s me with my cutie necklace and new aviators! I’m pissed about my hair though, it could be better

More clothing update!!!!!!!!!! 6:32 PM

Now I am out of my interview clothes because:

1. Why would I continue to look super cute when everyone has plans tonight except for me, so there’s ZERO point in looking cute or dressing up.

2. The porch was wet because it rained today and I fell in my heels RIGHT as I got home.

3. Leisure mode. See picture for reference:

 

Let me just add this in there that NOT having a job is actually more work then having one. You have to run around to all these places and constantly interview and whore yourself out there. Stay in touch with old business contacts and schmooze with them to get a hook up or two there. Not only that, but you have to go to the unemployment office and basically get a fucking stamp. Also, I have a social worker who I had to drive on the OTHER side of town (yeah, did I mention all the places I’ve been going to are not local) to help me file my paperwork for Medicaid, food and cash assistance. I mostly care about Medicaid so I can get my meds filled. The food would be nice too. As far as cash, ehhhh wellllll uhhhh yeah of course that’d be nice but I’ve got some side things lined up right now so I know my job is going to dick around with me on unemployment so I’m just going to be a dick back. I think I’ll be cool.