vacation, wreck, and new beginnings

My job began to be annoying in August. They hired a guy to work the days I don't work. Peeved me since it meant I couldn't take vacation and switch my days to maximize days off and such. Sucked more when they decided to cut my weekly hours from 25 to 20. Then there was the suggestion that I should only work 3 hours a night.

I started looking for supplemental income. Saw an 8 hour a week gig at a local fake college and it seemed like a good fit until I got a rejection email last week while on vacation in Alabama. The message came while I was on the phone with my insurance, since I hadn't had phone coverage in Arkansas, I was able to get my vm. 

Starting a vacation with a car accident is pretty bad. Worse is that it was completely my fault since I should have seen a car coming at me and avoided getting T-boned. Thankfully, my family and the other car's passengers weren't harmed. Thankfully, our car still drove though neither driver side door opened. We made it to Arkansas, Alabama and back without further incident beyond duct taping the space between the door and car created by the impact bowing the door.

Since I was rejected for the job I thought I had in the bag, I was really, really bummed. I perked up when I saw a job in my email that had potential. I had to go to the beach first, but I applied and forgot about it until the next day when I got a call about it. I explained that I was in Alabama and was driving back the next day (Thursday) so Friday was the earliest I could come in. She thanked me and said nothing until late Friday was noted. I got an email that I had an interview for Friday at 5. 

J was happy and disappointed. She wanted to stay an extra day, but now we had to go back.

So much happened between the vacation being nice, the long drive home, the drop off of the car at the repair shop, and the pre-employment physical, it's all very surreal in hindsight. A single blog post can't do justice to the feelings I have. I feel sick. I feel happy.