WORK

So, I have officially accepted 4 jobs while here in California, currently employed with 3 of those. None of these jobs have anything to do with what I studied in school, and I'm really okay with that-- that was part of what I wanted when I came out here. It's a little ridiculous to me, though, that even with 3 jobs, one of those being "full-time" (which is a LIE by the way), I only have $10 to my name right now. It's not that bad actually. It's not like I'm spending fiendish amounts of cash or anything... mostly I've just been making food with BB. But waiting for the first California paycheck has been really irritating. But I'm grateful to have a job---and super grateful to have three. Ha.

I hold a full-time position at a jewlery store... it's called Jest Jewels, privately owned and based out of SF, and reminds me of an adult-version of Claire's. We have lots of high end stuff and cheap costume jewelry all in the same place. It's a nice place to work and in a really nice area (West Berkeley) but can lack stimulation I'm used to from other jobs. It's okay though and the people who work there are all really nice. I also am a hostess at a restaurant called THE SUNNY SIDE CAFE. That was in all-caps because there was a Sunny Side in Carrollton, but it's totally different. It's in Albany, where I live, and I love working there. I've never worked in a restaurant before but it feels so amazing to be super busy all the time and interact with people all day. It's so fun and the food is incredible. I feel somehow like working here is a really spiritual experience for me (which I know sounds ridiculous) but since my dad has been a chef all my life, I've grown to love that smell of kitchen and appreciate cooking as an artistic and spirtual experience. I feel somehow like I'm getting to know my dad better while I'm there. I feel like that sounds crazy. But it's true. The third job I got today and it's just for being an on-call person at the YMCA. It's right by my house, so I can walk there (and to Sunny Side) and I get a free membership to the Y. I didn't know that when I went for the interview (about the free)... I just knew it seemed like it would work with my schedule, looked like fun, and was close by.

I feel really mindless on one level when I post this kind of writing, just stampin out my day, writing about goings-on. I want to start writing poetry again but I feel an indescribable resentment toward my art. It's conflicting but necessary for creation I think. Maaah.