Two weeks ago (ok, 12 days...close enough) I up and quit walmart. If I hadn't, today would have been my last day there. It already feels like some horrible nightmare. No way was I going to have made it the 30th for sure. Even if I'd never decided to quit, I would have had to call off yesterday from a cold and which would put me at 6 call-offs in 6 months which is instant termination in their book.
The way I feel now is a complete 180! I'm not angry. I'm not snapping at Cody for stupid reasons. I'm not depressed. I'm enjoying myself now! Best of all, I've yet to be bored! I've managed to keep myself well entertained with drawing, video games, piano, duolingo, reddit, and exercising. I was afraid after I quit that I would gain weight since I would be so less physically active. I've actually lost 3lbs! :boogie. The only sucky part is I can only eat 1700cal a day now instead of 2100.
It just means less "treats" for myself but really it hasn't been all that big of a deal. Apparently I was stress eating like fuck with that job and now I'm really not ever hungry. I will still eat half a pizza in a heartbeat. MY PIZZA!!!
The biggest surprise for me is just how quickly my attitude for people has turned around. Don't get me wrong, if you give me a button that wipes out 99% of the human species, I'm pressing it twice (if I die on the first press I'll ensure I hit it again when I fall down
) but I care
again. I don't automatically hate everyone I see (except for you Time Warner guy, you're not coming in my apartment, we're not upgrading. Even Discord doesn't like you!). I feel bad for people again. Instead of thinking "welp, you fucked up, sucks to be you. Shouldn't have been such a stupid fuck" I'm empathetic again. Fuck, I've been marathoning hoarders all morning and been crying at EVERY episode, especially the cat hoarder one when they kept finding dead kitties.
Being home every day has also allowed me to do something that's greatly overdue. Teaching Clammy to shit in a fucking litterbox!!
When we first got her, she was just too young. She climb into them and didn't have good motor skills yet. We figured she'd follow Dis' lead in time. NOPE. All she did was teach Discord that she can shit whereever she likes! So after setting up litterboxes in every room, deep cleaning all the spots they've messed up, and placing food/blankets in the corners they're not supposed to use, training began! You shit in a litterbox? Here's a treat. You don't shit in a litterbox? NO TREAT FOR YOU! Discord picked this up in one day. She actually comes and finds me now, gets me to follow her, and goes to a litterbox so she gets her treat. Clammy isn't quite there yet. If I'm not around, she doesn't use a litterbox. If I am, I have to forcibly place her in the box till she goes. I've been waking her up every ~3hrs and putting her in a litterbox so she just doesn't have the opportunity to mess up. At least my carpets are clean!
Today a weight was taken off our shoulders. When Cody let me quit, we were banking on the fact that his co-op would hire him on in May. We've been holding our breath on that for weeks and today we got an answer. Of course, Cody freaks me out first by making it sound like he wasn't offered a job. BUT HE WAS!!
This means I have a shot at doing that zoo internship in the summer! I'm so many levels of excited right now I don't know what to do with myself! On the plus side my caffeine-induced mild panic attack is now ecstatic excitement!! Gonna have to cut back on the Coke 0, I do not handle caffeine well!Here's Clammy stealing my wallet!
If you turn your volume up really loud you can here her do a "dook-dook" happy ferret noise at 00:02! She's turning out to be even more vocal than Discord!