The new job is going okay. I would be much happier with it if it paid more. Doesn't quite cover everything. I'm used to more pay. When you make more money, you spend more money. It's not easy to downsize. I have salary bills with hourly pay. It doesn't quite add up. The only luxury I'm allowing for is driving my car instead of riding the bus. But that too may be a reality soon. There were a few teaching jobs still available. It's a long shot, but I'm still trying.

Looks like I will be substituting a few days a week to make ends meet. I don't mind doing it. I just don't know how I'm going to muster up the energy to accomplish it. Who knows. It may work out okay in the end. I'm tired of worrying about things.

Job Hunt Successful

I was finally able to snag a job. I'm to be an emergency dispatcher for an alarm company. Right now I'm in training. It's supposed to last 3-4 weeks. I actually in the last week now as I write this. There is so much to learn. All the codes and different ways to handle each call. It's a little stressful. I'm always worried that I'm going to do something wrong and cause a catastrophe. I'm a worrier if you hadn't noticed.

And my bronchitis doesn't help matters. It's getting better, but I still have trouble sleeping at night, which doesn't make for a cheerful morning person. Plus I really want to start back working out. I was doing so well before I was forced to stop due to heavy breathing and heavy pain afterwards. It has put my weight loss at a screeching holt. And I"m almost at my goal point. Bummer is the word that best describes this situation.