My work schedule is looking a lot better. I’m home by six every night and get to hang out with the kids and get them into bed at a decent time, then I have a few hours to myself before heading to bed and doing it all over again.
But I’ve been really exhausted. I don’t know if its crashing from the expresso addiction I’ve been obtaining this week, but I wanna pass out every night when I get home. I keep drinking more for more energy, but I don’t know. Going to cut back and see if that is what is making me so tired.
I actually haven’t thought much of my friends who are possibly active in their addictions.
I have great news.
Mcdonald’s offered to make me a manager; I’ve only been there four months. The training and classes will take around six months, but it’s getting paid for the responsibility that I already take upon myself. I’m anxious about having said responsibility (on paper so to say), when I’m less than happy with the majority of the crew that works there.
I shared my doubts.
I didn’t want to take responsibility for that lot. Haha. I didn’t want the added stress of the issues and drama that they bring with them. And I’m not sure where I will be in my life next week, let alone next week.
However, everyone knows what Mcdonalds is. It will look great on my resume. As I build up experience and years, I will get paid more and more and they honestly take care of their managers very well. Great pay, great benefits. Will pay for college- probably depends on the degree, but still. Management in general looks good on future job applications. I could transfer almost anywhere.
I love to learn. I love finding better ways of doing things. I love over analyzing everything. Sometimes I like people. LOL!
Anyways, I think its a great chance for me. And the thing about it, is if it takes six months that also gives me a chance to warm up to the idea and decide it I want to go through it or not.
I think its also gives me some motivation to get out of bed, even when I don’t want to. I have people depending on me, you know? And I usually am so busy with work when I’m there, that I rarely let my head space get to me. It’s almost like a form of therapy or maybe just avoidance….?
The break my mind gets is nice.
Anyways, I’ve had a few comments thrown around that I don’t deserve it, that there are others who have been there a lot longer, etc.
I care but I don’t.
When I interviewed, they knew I wanted management, at least to move up in the company. Within a month or two I was taking to the store manager about wanting to become a supervisor or manager.
Blah. Whatever. I don’t need to explain why I deserve it or don’t. I do obviously because they offered it to me and I know I deserve it, because I worked my butt off for them and will continue to do so because that’s what I do!
Loyal beyond belief.
I have more to say but motherly duties are calling.
Rather screaming in the little voices of my toddlers!