Getting everything ready for this big move wasn’t easy. I had found my Au pair Family around August. Maybe I should call myself lucky, because I had this great, great Family that really did want me too. Actually I had about 100 people from Italy and Spain wanting me as their little Au pair. Well, I guess my profile just stood out ;). So first thing after I had really considered this plan and made the final decision: I put my car for sale around the end of September. Well, to my surprise, I actually had a lot of calls and interests. In the first week. Can you believe it? In this economy? Alright, (Alright maybe I am luckier then I think) Unfortunately my car had driven over a huge tire while driving on the free way. Which when I was going through my process of getting my baby car sold, turned out to be a leak in my GAS TANK. Oh goodness, 550 turtles dumped into a repair, that I wasn’t even getting anything out off. Gosh not to forget my crazy buyer that happened to be a co-workers ex- brother in law. Apparently the had an alcohol problem and struggles with “power entitlement”. It was quite a frustrating process and I felt like he made everything harder then he had too. Pay pal.. Ya’ know, It’s all good until ya’ have this crazy buyer trying to get a car sold in a week. (You have to wait anywhere from 2-3 days for each little process on Pay pal.) I got to say this though. God never takes more struggles up on me that I can’t handle and in times like these when things where hard and frustrating I turn to him, and ask for strength and endurance.
So after having sold my car. Well what was I going to do for my ride? I mean I have still 3 months left here. LUCKILY (do you like how I pronounce this), my sister in law is such a sweetheart, She let me use her scooter. (I mean she can’t carry her new born on there, right). You know, I really was quite the attraction on that cute thing. I had been flirted with, smiled at, even had seen people I hadn’t in 2 years. So I absolutely adored it. Poor scooty, one cold Autumn day, well it just didn’t sound the same. The poor battery had given its last. Okay well now I didn’t have rides anymore. I car pool to one of my jobs, luckily, and to the other one: it happens to be closer to my house then I thought, so I go on nice walks these days. It is all good and nice.
Lastly, I have been working and working and working, to pay of bills, credit cards, remaining everything’s, so I can have a clean move from the states. So happens to turn out serving is just not that, How shall I word this, not so reliable. Economy is down, well Oprah W. my friend, she had to tell everyone that servers just should only be tipped 10 % in this bad economy. Honey did you do your research? Because we poor servers in Utah and about another couple of states only get an hourly wage of stunning $ 2,13. Ya, tell me is that sad or what. To clear this up, everyone else makes minimum wage. So thanks Oprah: what do people call this effect again. Oh ya the Oprah W. effect. My tips are 10 %ters now more often rather then 20 %ters, which I don’t want to be cocky, but my tables adore me ;). ( I challenge that lady to come serve, cause we do a heck of a job, now since the economy is down and companies are saving, we have to do a lot of a heck more, buss table(so they don’t have to pay a busser), make your salads, and a heck of a load of side work. Alright Oprah, are you ready to work for $2.13 an hour, let me know)
Well, now it has become super slow at that serving job. I come in at 3.45 pm and get cut 5.45. It has been very, very, very frustrating, because I have about 1 ½ weeks left of work and haven’t even paid all my bills off yet. And I had quit my other job already , so I would be able to start packing and so on. Happens to be, I guess, I am just a lucky one, that my boss is a sweetheart too, and let me work another week. Hopefully I will be able to pay my bills and safe a penny or two, eventually a dime. Cause I really would like to learn Spanish in a school. ( I need a crash course/ Intensive program to get me going) Well, like ya’ll can see, I am luckier then I think, this path had been rather smooth riding , now repeating it in words. I should feel blessed and happy to have gotten things running this smoothly. Endurance… that’s what is hard and just a great thing to have. Tell me do you ever feel like troubles and struggles overcome you? Or are you rather a happy sailors man?
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