Friday, February 01, 2013
For the first time in my life, I took a second job at age 39. I am a cashier at the best grocery store in town, which also happens to be within walking distance of my home. Not only does it offer the best produce, but management is great, my coworkers are both fun and kind, and we could not ask for better customers. Sure, there is the odd nasty customer, but they are rare. Even the pay is pretty decent for a second job.
I hate having a second job. In spite of all these great things, I hate having a second job. I hate getting up early every Saturday and Sunday, or if I don't get up early, spending my whole afternoon or evening there. I hate feeling like my life simply running from job 1 to job 2 to homework, with a little bit of sleep somewhere in between. Looking at it from my current perspective, I do not see how it can change anytime soon, so I think it is time to change my perspective somehow.
I don't know yet what I can do to change things, but I have begun to think about my dependence on processed and prepared foods. Part of it is that this is the way I have eaten for years, but it is even worse since working two jobs. Working on shopping and cooking skills may reduce my food costs while improving my health.
Surely there are other things in my life that affect my perceived need for the second job. Over the next few weeks, I am going to try keeping my mind open to seeing how I can alter my life to reduce my dependence on the income from the second job. I have a feeling that, if I am willing to see it, there is an option out there that is mind-blowingly simple. Something I probably never considered or could have never imagined before now. Whatever it is, I am going to embrace the process of finding it and bringing balance back into my life.