Breathe and let it all go.
A few things to share.
My car got fucking repossessed Wednesday while I was at work. I had no idea it was going to happen so when I went to go home at 3:30 and it was gone, I though someone had stolen it. I call 911 and they inform me that it was really repo'd. So now my work knows it was taken and so does most of Cornell Pump (the company we share a building with). It was bad enough that my car was taken, but then I had to ask my dad to help me out and let me borrow the $1,200 it's going to take to get it back. He agreed instantly, which shocked me so badly I almost passed out from surprise. I felt so bad because I finally got the balls to ask on Friday and he had just gotten to New York for business. I really hate asking my dad for anything but the timing was just terrible. The car being taken wouldn't have been so bad except for that fact that I work in Clackamas and it takes at least 30 minutes to get there and almost no one that works there lives out here.
The whole car situation has been frustrating for not just me but for Colin too. He's thankfully been letting me drive his truck to work until I get mine back. But we got in fight on Wednesday night and then again on Friday. It was mainly over our frustration over the car situation. I ended up taking a long walk by myself both nights which most likely wasn't too safe for me but I had to clear my head and calm down and getting out of the house and walking has helped me do that lately. I'm not used to having a boyfriend who actually tells me when I'm slipping and when he's upset with me. I guess it's good to hear "Jess, what are you doing?" once in a while. I have no idea why, but most people haven't been as direct with me in that regard. It could be because I'm so sensitive and I tiptoe around everything. This relationship is real and I'm trying to learn how to deal with that. It's not some high school relationship and not "playing house" as I've been accused to do in college. It's a for better and sometimes worse relationship where I can be the happiest I have ever been and then feeling like shit a few moments later. It's so real it scares me. It makes me feel truly alive and helps me understand I'm in the real world and not hiding out from what's out there. Frightening as it may be, it's what I need in the end.
I'm home alone again, through no one else's fault. I really hate being alone. Maybe I just don't feel comfortable because I've only been in this house for 3 months and it doesn't feel like home because almost everything I own is still in Bellingham. Maybe I wouldn't feel comfortable alone in any house. After being one of 6 kids and never having to be alone, it feels like I am an awful lot lately. Colin and Matt are working tonight (started at 6) and Luke disappeared off somewhere. Randi invited me to go to the store with her tonight but I don't feel well and have been in pj's all day long. Took a benadryl earlier today and took a nap with Colin since he may be working late. So here I am alone and trying not to have a panic attack by playing music and distracting myself with the internet and the idea of a shower. I was thinking about bringing Elsey into the house but it might not be a good idea. I don't know.
My job is going fabulously. I'm being told I'm doing well and it's 100 times better than T-Mobile. I'm very seldom yelled at by customers because they seem to realize that it's not my fault their freight isn't there right this second. They realize that I am just there to give them answers based on a screen in front of me. Then there are the few who threaten to use another company. I laugh inside because we are affiliated with most of the companies around. But I always apologize and let them know we appreciate their business. I don't have to be the fall person here either. At T-Mobile I'd have to go back on the phone and try another approach, even when I was crying my eyes out. But here they understand and will get on the phone with the customer. There's only been one time so far that I've been on the verge of crying so I sat in after call for a few minutes and cooled down. I can't even remember how many times that happened at T-Mobile and I HAD to keep taking calls without a break. Plus I get to work with Julie, which I love.
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