Tired of not being able to afford 55 cent Cokes out of the soda machine, I've just taken a part time job. Just for weekends. When I mentioned that I was going to start working weekends, L. just blew me off, not taking me seriously. When I mentioned it again this morning, he wasn't happy. He became... grumpy.
Doesn't he realize that we need the money? My current FT job doesn't pay much and my bills are consistently paid late. That's not good. Now, with this PT gig I'll be able to afford the occasional soda. Oh, yeah. Big money!
It's going to be hard to work PT on top of everything else, but it's doable. Please, God, let me be doing the right thing.