As many of you probably know, I'm a planner. I like to know exactly where and when my life is going, no matter how many times I know the plan will change. Things almost never turn out the way you expected them to, yet, I naively think I have that much control. My planning trait created my 2-year plan. I made it for financial purposes. I wanted to put down my financial goals for the next two years. Some of these goals include paying off my credit card, buying a car, etc. The only revolving factor was how I was going to get the money to do all this. I'm here today to tell you that I think I found it: the Pub factor.
In my previous post, I mentioned my new job at The Pub. My first few days of training, my manager kept telling that I'll be great, I'll make a ton of money, yadda yadda yadda. You never know until you try, so my first night on my own was a little scary at first. Making sure my tables are happy, making sure my orders are entered correctly, all things that can make or break your night. The night started out super slow, probably due to the first sunny day in a week, meaning the tourists were in the parks all day (as in Disney/Universal/whatever else there is). I knew there would be nights like this, so I tried not to dwell on it. I had a few tables, which I was perfectly comfortable with because it was my first night without someone following me to make sure I didn't screw anything up. I ended up getting cut early, which was also fine. As I was counting out my cash to give to my boss, I realized: I did pretty well for it being such a slow first night. I practically danced out of there with the idea that I could add to the almost-nothing in my bank account. Oh does it feel good to have some cash-flow again...
Now, I'm a believer of retail-therapy, so some of you may be a bit concerned. But having gone a few months with no income at all, I like seeing money in front of me and I don't want to let it go. I'm so motivated that my goal is to have my credit card paid off by the time my next bill is due. And that's a great feeling. It's also great to think that this job can get me the things I want in the next 6-8 months. Obviously, I couldn't do it without the help of the grandparents, so a HUGE thanks to them for helping me get on my feet. I'm sure they'll be happy to hear the money I'm making won't be taking me on luxurious vacations and shopping sprees anytime soon.
So the Pub factor is good. The people I work with are super nice and patient with me when I have questions. The Irish owners are crazy and expect me to drink like an Irishman, which I politely decline. The Pub factor is good and I'm confident it can sustain me for awhile.
During the day I'm working on a small article for Orlando Style. I'm contemplating joining a freelancing website, but you have to pay for it, so I'm holding off for now. Maybe after more research and time I'll be comfortable spending money to make money.
On another note, Purdue starts school today. It makes me a little sad, but at the same time I'm glad I moved away. I think it would have been harder living at home while my sister and friends are nearby going to classes. I miss Purdue, I miss my friends from/at Purdue, and I'm bummed that it'd seem inappropriate to partake in Breakfast Club. But, I'm SO excited to visit at the end of October and reunite with some of my favorite people.
In the meantime, I'm getting used to a new schedule (working late nights, sleeping late during the day) and enjoying my new workplace. I'm also happy Fay has passed and I can finally spend some quality time in the pool.