Had a bit of good fortune today, in a good while. My secondary employer called me up since last October, and offered me to work two 6-hour shifts for a new client. That's good, because I can use all the help I can get on paying down school debts and bills. Mom's crown replacement in September she's relying on me to pay for, so that'll set me back about $1,000. It's tough right now, because I just paid off a $2,700 school loan, AND my hours went from 40 to 24 in one day. That hurt.
So now I'm going to be working even more hours, and am now considering working at the V.A., or work up towards Froedtert hospital in Milwaukee.
Lifeharsh realityis the most intoxicating game out there. Now I'm under pressure, and got a little more fire in my belly to work damned hard to survive and succeed. It, like Mafia, is a game of patience and forethought. My car could break down at any time, or bones get twisted and ligaments torn. Gotta be so careful, so timely, so patient with everything... lest you get screwed. But with most things life has its little rewards. Mom will stop being in agony once I pay for her old crown to be repaired, which in itself is a satisfying reward. Seeing in her misery and not being able to do anything about it weighs on a son, you know? With this added work it'll cushion the financial blow, and make life a little less rough.