Domestic Geek

The Queen of Procrastination® strikes again! Student loan interest rates are jumping a couple of percentage points (to 4.7%) on July 1st and I've had my consolidation papers in my possession since May 15th or so and I'm just now finishing them up to get them postmarked by June 30th. I'm such a dork. I hope a couple of my CollegeAmerica loans are able to be included in the consolidation. When filling out the paperwork, I realized one of the damned loans is at 13.5%. Why in the world did I agree to that? No wonder the prinicple is still rather high. It's just like a damned credit card, apparently. So, we'll see. I'm going to try and get graduated payments where the payments are lower at first (while I get my business going) and get bigger over time (by time I'm rich -- mwaa haaa haaa).

I've got to get out of pizza (I know—you've all heard that before!). Our store got hit with $650 in bad checks last week alone and a driver was robbed and beat up for his pizzas. In addition to sales totally sucking ass, I'm sure the owner is really not wanting to continue paying my salary. As slow as it is, there is no reason the rest of the staff can't handle it. Besides, we all know that I don't want to be there, either.

Yesterday really bit the big one. They're changing over from canned soda to 20 oz. bottles. The walk-in was packed with pop. I can't seem to convince anybody that except for 2-liters, they don't really sell that much soda. I also can't convince anybody that there is no reason for both food orders to show up on the same day. The stupid owner has to use one company so that they'll deliver to the stores in Utah, but we can't get everything we need and some stuff is cheaper or better quality from our original food service company. So, every Tuesday and Friday there are two food deliveries. What's even more insane is that the original company will deliver on any day of the week except Sunday. Nothing that is delivered on Tuesday is so urgent that it couldn't be delivered on Wednesday. The manager also won't allow food orders to arrive during the day because it screws up his schedule. It's all crap. I also refuse to put away food orders since I don't get any sort of compensation for it. Back when the manager and I got along, if I did work that was outside my duties (like food orders or cleaning), he reciprocated the favor by paying me for days that I had to take off. Well, I took a couple of days off around my graduation last month and didn't get paid for them, so all extra work by me immediately ceased. So, with all the pop and food, there was no room in there to put dough. I basically got up early and drove over there to sit on my butt for two hours until I could go to my other job. I was PISSED!!!!! I thought about going home, but I really don't want to put unnecessary miles on my car or waste gas.

I just have to plow through the crap and remember that better times are ahead.

Well, I guess I'd better get these loan papers in the mail and get to work. I'm so looking forward to the day I don't have to get up at 2 am and drive to the pizza place.

OK, in cleaning out my car to get rid of it and going through several years of notes to myself, I found a scrap of paper in which I had written these URLs:

Amazing Farm Events
cornfieldmaze.com

I've seen these advertised the last couple of years, especially around Halloween. I must go check one out this year. The sad thing is that one has emerged with walking distance of where we lived in Byers. Figures.

Marcus came back from Tennessee wanting a change. Since we can't afford to move away from this hell hole trailer park, he went for the next best thing--this last weekend he rearranged our house. Our computer room and living room flip-flopped. The reason we had not done this before was the huge sectional sofa we had would only fit in the living room. Our fireplace has gone pretty much unused because it's hard to enjoy it in the midst of all the computer stuff. We were trying to figure out how to get rid of the big couch and get something smaller, but after looking at the god-awful ugly sofas on the market right now, we decided to just save our money and make the other one work in the other room. It looks a little goofy, but people don't come here much and we decided we could live with it. It's a little more intimate and you can sit closer to the television now.

Now comes the hard part--getting all the small stuff put away. Fortunately, I got into a cleaning up my life mood a couple of weeks ago and I've been slowing going through things and throwing out the stuff I don't/won't use. When the time comes to finally move away from here, I don't want to move the crap AGAIN that I haven't used in the 13 years Marcus and I have been together. Since I've learned the hard way (thanks to fruitless eBay sales) that the stuff I own is worthless, I'm giving it to charity or throwing it out. The thing that sucks most is work keeps getting in the way of my industrious mood. Boooooooooo.

Speaking of work, I'd better get to bed. I kept staying up too late last week in some sick mind game that I was playing with myself. It was like I thought that if I put off going to sleep, I'd put off going to crappy pizza job. Logically I knew that not to be true, but I was doing it anyway. Stupid. I was tired and cranky and would bawl at the drop of a hat. So, on that note, G'Night.

Oh, yeah...I get total control over what music I listen to when I have my own business. The stuff I'm listening to is making me tired and giving me a headache. I changed the tunes during lunch, but art director guy changed it back. Grrrr.