Working Clothes

My head is pounding tonight but things are starting to look up. If it’s a headache from being tired, I’m okay with it.

As my bank account dropped under $300, I received an interview for a job and was able to get it. I still won’t get a paycheck for another three days and at this time I believe, my bank account is now at $137. I’ve been making it stretch so that I have gas to get back and forth to work. Wow does that sound nice finally! I prayed and panicked and prayed again until finally something happened.

I’ve never done this area of work before but it is still customer service, so that is what I do best. At this point in time, I’m in the frustrated, feeling like a kindergartner lost looking for the bathroom stage. There are people working there that are a lot younger than I am and that’s always a weird feeling to have them try and teach you what they do. But everyone there is so nice and accepting of me. They tell me to give it at least two months before I even start to feel like I know what I’m doing. I can’t wait for that to be over so that I can truly do what I know that I can.

With not working at home, it’s taking a bit of getting used to not being home. I haven’t had the opportunity to meet new people in the past two and a half years. Working from home truly takes away an avenue of meeting people that everyone normally has. So having the opportunity to meet and talk to new people in person is a nice change.

To be honest, when I went on the interview, I wore makeup. For me, makeup is a big deal because I had stopped wearing it about seven years ago when my panic attacks started. With my panic attacks, they make me cry so I couldn’t keep applying more during the day. When I interviewed, corporate people were there so the makeup fit in. When they called and said I had the job, I was more than ready to wear makeup. But on that first morning, I sat down with all of the war paint and just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I ended up putting lotion and then just eye liner and mascara. I’m so glad that I went with this because I got there and corporate was not there. I don’t think any of the women in the office wear more than eyeliner and mascara. I would have stood out like a sore thumb and been so uncomfortable so it was a good choice.

Now I have the issues of just having real clothes, another thing when you work from home is that you don’t truly focus on your wardrobe.  I know, first world problem and I accept that and am thankful that it is what I’m facing right now and not something more. I am thankful that I have the problem of not enough clothes to wear to work.

I’m sorry that there is not much tonight, the headache is getting the best of me and it’s time to close my eyes. Thanks for hanging in there and listening when I felt finished, with no other options.

Tomorrow is a new day and it is welcomed into my world with great excitement again!

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I like to think I'm a normal everyday woman but my mind tells me otherwise. I fight my battles and post them here. I don't tell my family and real life friends that I write here. This is my own little way of having "someone" to talk to. My own little therapy session if you will. I welcome comments and opinions but I have enough negativity to last a lifetime already . My world is changing and now more than ever I need support and encouragement but I'm still too afraid to let anyone know that it's me writing here.