Everyone's seen it. The torn piece of cardboard that says, "will work for food." There's a guy that sits at the corner of a shopping center here in vacaville with a similar sign. I always do my best to hit up the Taco Bell drive through when I'm in the shopping center so I can hand it through the window to him as I leave. I'm thinking of grabbing a couple burritos this week and sitting next to him with a sign that looks like this:
This weekend the second salon that I've worked at closed down. Out of business. This is the 3rd time I've been sold or closed on by owners that are just trying to make a quick buck. Pretty frustrating, I have to say. I never thought I'd get into the industry and have such a rough time just keeping a job. I expected to have a difficult time building a clientele but never considered a lack of job security. I keep beating myself up over it trying to figure out what I'm doing wrong. I feel like I'm letting my husband down big time. He reassures me that I'm not and that I haven't gotten fired 3 times, just kicked to the curb.
Dad & Mom celebrate their 25th wedding anniversary in November. I'm making the cake, throwing the party with my sibs and then staying with the girls while they get a week away. Unfortunately thats a month away. This month there are 2 family weddings and a surgery for my dad. I can just see my interview now. "Thank you for hiring me! NO ONE is hiring stylists right now, everything is too slow right now. BTW I need the next 2 saturdays off, the 30th cause my dad is having surgery and the second full week of november, k?" yeah right. So i'm kind of stuck, just for a month. Of coarse i've had 3 panic attacks since monday night and a knot in my stomach. The whole time reminding myself to take it one day at a time, knowing there is a reason for everything.
This morning I was reading in Romans. It says, "Having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ, through whom also we have obtained our introduction by faith into this grace in which we stand; and we exult in hope of the glory of God. And not only this, but we also exult in our tribulations, knowing that tribulation brings about perseverance, and perseverance, proven character and proven character, hope and hope does not disappoint because the love of God has been poured out within our hearts through the Holy Spirit who was given to us."
Not to say I don't have any stress over the next month, cause I do! Alot of it. But this passage is the reason I'm not going crazy. I'm stressed but I'm still happy! I'm still chill. Determined to bring in as much of an income doing hair out of the house this month knowing that enough money will be provided. I know alot of people wouldn't understand it and think i'm as nuts as any of our Christian parents growing up, but thats on them. I know that the salon closing during the busiest month is for a reason. I'm cool with it... just trying to take it one day at a time.
When looking at the positive side of things, I've gotten alot of rest just in this first week of bum life. I'm going to be able to spend alot of time with my sisters and for the first time since we have gotten married I will be able to dinner on the table for Kyle every single night when he gets home from school. Thats tight.
I love this picture. It was taken at my uncles wedding in a photobooth. Even though its just a joke picture and we were messin' around, theres alot of truth to it. I mean com'on, look at sweet little Amy, she looks like she really is about to punch someone! Maybe we do all have a tough side? Actually I know we do. We made this our personal "SIBS" picture. The nickname SIBS stands for "simply incredible batten specialist" just a cute little something someone came up with as a refrence to us kids that aren't the ones with Batten Disease. I guess its so much better than being called "the normal one" since we are very far from that. I love that when one of us is down, including Catie & Annie, these are the funny version of the faces you get from each of us SIBS. A couple people joked saying we look like a real mafia family, but if we had the organization and motivation of the mafia we probably would do some damage. Instead we are a struggling family that does its best to hold on to each other for dear life because other than God Himself, we can't find this type of security anywhere else in the world. Not even from other SIBS accross the nation. This picture contains 4 of my 9 best friends. I don't want any others. Friends are good, but Best friends, and there is a difference, aren't needed. I love my sibs. I love that they know me better than anyone else I've ever met and if I ever needed, Amys fist would be raised and ready to go in a second. :)
