What a week it was... Part I

Much to report in this blog... (which is a different way of saying that I'm long-winded and will share virtually everything with the blogger community). This is so different from my "previous" life...(the one with the drinking and the drugging). In that life, the only thing I shared was a bunch of lies (and even I couldn't keep them straight or remember which one I told to whom). This is so much easier because it's the truth and I can remember it.

Virtual golf last Sunday was a complete blast... My group played St. Andrew's in Scotland (the birthplace of golf) and it was as realistic as you can imagine without being outside...(which was good, because it was 107 degrees outside at the time). We had a crapload of fun and it was an enjoyable "round" of golf...(anytime you can play 18 holes and only have to walk 4 feet to retrieve to your ball after each shot has got to be a good round). To the six of us that showed up, it was a blast. To the others who didn't show...your loss.

Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday I had tickets for the Mets and Diamondbacks series at Chase Field...(I had purchased them on opening day in April when my hopes were high for the Metropolitans to finally put the two year collapse behind them). But, as fate would have it...(which is part of the "joy" of being a Mets fan), the team lost its key players to injury and the team flat out sucked (not official baseball terminology). So I sold my Monday seats to a fellow "cheeto" out in the parking lot and went to the Tuesday and Wednesday games...(each very entertaining and the Mets actually won one of them) Chase Field is a great place to watch a game, especially with the roof closed. Easy to get to, lots of parking and plenty of places to hang out before and after the game. Because there were no "gigs" for the "cheeto" or security man I signed up for the Dodgers vs. Diamondbacks on Friday night (fireworks night -- bonus).

Which brings me to the end of Part I with the backstory (only its in the front) for Part II. Because of the lack of "quality" security opportunities (being a "cheeto" was frying not only my skin, but also my brain) I began searching for alternative employment... (aka a JOB). You already know about the substitute teaching license I am applying for (my fingerprint card came in the mail, so now I have to send another application--and another fee--to get my license)... I went on jobing.com (the employment website) and typed in "night shift" to see what was out there...(if I was going back to work (yuk!), it was going to be on my terms--I hoped). I figured if I could find something at night, my days would still be free to pursue something teaching or golf related...(which was one of the main ideas behind the great Western migration of 2008). I applied for a night security guard at a golf resort in Chandler (but haven't heard anything yet). Then I said to myself, "Self, working from 11pm-7am doing practically nothing is going to fry your brain even more". So I looked a little deeper into the night shift category and found a warehouse position available with a food service company from 5:30 pm til whenever (guaranteed 8 hours, possibly more) being an "order selector". It was offered by a "staffing" company that was accepting applications by email and then pre-interviews to see if you "fit" the company's criteria. So, I filled out the online application and set up an interview with the staffing company.

So here is where I will end Part I and I promise that Part II will be coming shortly. The "job" thing has been deemed (by your favorite author--ME) a necessary evil to continue what many of my readers (myself included) call "living the dream". Having a constant source of income will allow me to continue the adventure I embarked upon back in October of 2008. I am not seeking a new "career", I am doing what is necessary to remain here in Arizona... (if this is where I decide to stay, that is---and it is!). Cost of living and the economic times have "changed the rules" of this adventure and the man who doesn't adapt is forced to abandon the "dream" and return to a place where I refuse to go... My life now is something I will not give up, no matter what is thrown my way. So, there are some adjustments or "tweaking" that must be implemented to keep the adventure going...