Yesterday, I put in my two weeks notice at Little India.
This came on the heels of a second job proposal, a 20-hour overnight position that fits in perfectly with my first job. That being said, it’s insanity to work about 50 hours a week and try to be a waitress/delivery driver. I’ll be working two jobs in my actual field. I’ve been seriously on fire, as of recent.
I’m going to miss it. The manager was awesome, my coworkers were great, the free food was an amazing perk. But, I moved out here for a reason. Food service was not that reason.
On top of a second orientation, continuing training, and working my last few doubles, I have started NaNoWriMo. I’ve kept up with the daily word count (so far) but it’s like pulling teeth at the best of times. I’m also supposed to start training as a volunteer for Planned Parenthood, if my last reference will ever respond.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m putting too much onto my plate. Good thing it’s all delicious.