whiski_sour: (zzz)
This week I start working all three of my "jobs".

Monday and Tuesday I'll be getting up at 6:30 so I can get the kid nextdoor up and ready for school and then actually take him to school. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday I'll leave the house by 12:30 so I can get to Mom's house by 1 to teach Spanish. Then Tuesday, I go to my first floorset at The Limited. I'll leave at 6:30 so I can get there by 7 to fill out paperwork before the actual shift begins, which is scheduled for 8 to midnight.

I'm tired just thinking about it.

I've also got an order for two chokers for a belly dancing friend and I'm hoping I can unload tickets to a Cubs game I can't go to because I have to work. At the end of all things, I should be able to pay the bills AND be able to afford to go to my last Cubs game of the year.

Things are starting to come together and look up, money-wise.

I'm still tired just thinking about it, though.
whiski_sour: (shoot)
What is it about me taking a shower that makes my dad suddenly need to run the water in the kitchen? Seriously. Today he had to mop the floor. He couldn't wait until I was done.

I realize that I don't take my shower until around 9:30 in the morning, but I'm a creature of habit. I take my shower at that time Monday through Friday. So, why would you put in a load of laundry at 9:20?

Yes, I realize this is a petty bitch, but considering the man once decided he just HAD to wash a crockpot while I was in the shower AT SIX IN THE MORNING, I think he has a serious neurological problem that demands he turn on the water while I'm in the shower at least once a week.

Yeesh.

Second rant is TMI )

In less ranting, more pleading news...

I've got three jobs lined up. Aside from The Limited gig (which I'm still waiting for them to call me to go in for my first floorset), I'll be teaching basic Spanish to my homeschooled nieces, and I'll be taking the neighbor's grandson to school two/three days a week. Which is all great. By these forces combined, I'll be able to pay the bills.

Unfortunately, they're not combining soon enough to pay my bills THIS month. I'm scrounging and scraping to make the ends meet and I could really use a few sales to make it all come together.

So if you or anyone you know has some disposable income they'd like to kick my way, I've got jewelry, eBay, and I'll take whatever you want to give me to email you one of my unpublished stories. I don't normally ask for this kind of help, but I could really use any bit of word of mouth and any sale I can get in the next week or two.

Please and thank you.
whiski_sour: (wtfx4)
There are times when everything happens at once.

Yesterday, I booked a job interview and I found out the remaining Monkees will be playing 12 dates in November.

The job interview is tomorrow at the Mobil Super Pantry down the street. A gas station/convenience store job would be considered low brow for most, but since most of my jobs have been crap jobs, it's a good fit for me. The fact that it's down the street makes it that much more appealing. It's like retail and that's where I'm most comfortable. So, we'll see how it goes. I guess my dad knows the guy that will be interviewing me. I hope he doesn't hold that against me.

The Monkees touring is HUGE. It's Mike, Peter, and Micky. Mike hasn't gone on tour with these guys since '97. I saw Micky, Peter, and Davy 15 years ago this month and it was fantastic. I would love to see Mike. Of course, me going hinges on getting a job and/or making regular money in some way because I can't afford it. Tickets go on sale tomorrow for the Chicago show. There's no way I can get tickets now. I have to hope that I can get tickets if I get the money.

The money-less state I'm in is really cramping my fun. Not only will I likely miss out on The Monkees, but I'm also missing out on a Cubs lunch next week that I REALLY want to go to because my lefty will be there.

The money-less state is also cramping my everything. I can't afford to buy shampoo right now and I need to come up with 100 extra bucks this month to pay my car registration.

In short, I could really use this job.

Or someone to pay me to do something.

Or winning the lotto.

Whatever. Need money. My life is all cramped. Tired of this no fun existence.
whiski_sour: (vrooom!)
I'm afraid my life has been very dull lately. Lack of work means lack of money which means lack of a social life which means lack of interesting things to talk about.

Here are a few things of note, I suppose:

I did go to the Frontier League All-Star Game and Home Run Derby, which I blogged and tweeted about. There's a guy that works for the Belters (not a ballplayer) who I find dead sexy. I tried to get pics of him, but couldn't get anything good. Haley tried with her hi-powered camera, but he was elusive. I'll try again my next game.

Dad had his cancer check-up. Everything looks pretty good. He's getting three maintenance treatments and then he'll go back in October for another check-up. So all is going well on that front. He can pee and that's what makes him happy.

I'm slogging through the heavy revisions/rewrites on one of my novel manuscripts because a) I need to get SOMETHING agent ready and b) it makes me feel like less of a worthless lump of fat. I put the first chapter of it up on my blog to see if anyone would have any interest in actually reading the whole thing should it ever get published. It's a curiosity/feedback thing.

I've been working on my belly dancing and I kind of want to do something with it. Carrie and I have a friend who teaches classes and performs and she's invited me to attend/teach and perform with her and I've been considering it. The only catch is her dancing is tribal and mine is more cabaret. Not sure how that would work out together.

I've thought about doing belly dancing as a kind of a party favor. Example: instead of hiring a male stripper for a bachelorette party, you hire me. I dance, teach the party a few dance moves, and then we freestyle for a fun, female experience. I don't know how much work I'd get doing that, though. I do know I'd be better than the local male stripper.

(Yes, we have a local male stripper. I've only seen him with his clothes on as he shops in Walmart. He only got rid of his mullet in the last few years. No, I'm not making any of this up.)

I'm still in the market for a day job. I've put in some more applications, but haven't heard anything. It's a tough time to be out of work and I realize my position is luckier than most, but still. I need to earn some money and I'm having trouble doing that right now. I like paying my bills. I like buying stuff I need. I like buying stuff I don't need, too.

Don't take my silence for absence. I read here every day, so if you post something, I see it. If you miss my rambling drivel, Twitter is where I'm at.

Just mute the Cubs hashtag for your own sanity.
whiski_sour: (Kiss me)
Happy St. Patrick's Day! I hope you're all wearing green and drinking responsibly if you choose to imbibe. I'm rocking my team-signed CornBelters away jersey and later I'll be drinking hard lemonade out of my souvenir Kansas City Royals cup because I'm not Irish and I'm not going to pretend to be.

I realize this is my first post of the month, but really, nothing worth mentioning has been going on. I continue on the writing grind, working on a few different projects that I hope will one day get published. I'm looking for a part-time job since I'm hard up for cash once again and the need for a steady income is real. Not surprisingly, REJECTED isn't selling and I've only made three jewelry sales. The most money I've made is off of eBay and even then I didn't sell anything there last month.

If anyone would like to help with some word of mouth, I'd appreciate it.

I've got a bad case of spring fever. I've been going outside every day and I'm feeling the urge to do stuff. It's the nice weather. It makes me want to accomplish things.

Laziness tends to win out, as per usual, but still, I have the strong urge.
whiski_sour: (Winner!)
I got my federal tax refund yesterday and with it ordered my new TV, which should be here between Friday and Tuesday.

You guys, I can't tell you how excited I am for this. My TV (that I've had for about 15 years) is dying. The picture is squished, with at least a third of the bottom and maybe a quarter of the top black. Like widescreen, only smooshed. Also, there are lines going through the top of what pictures I can see that distorts it. Everybody ends up with extra poofy hair or Frankenstein foreheads. Any text on the bottom of the screen can't be read. Also, it's sometimes hard to tell who people are.

And if the picture is in widescreen? Squished even more!

So, yes, a new TV (particularly before baseball season!) was a must. For the love of my eyes! It's getting hard to watch.

And now that my new TV has been ordered, it's a race to see if the old one will hold out until it gets here.

I wouldn't be surprised if it died all together just to spite me.
whiski_sour: (repeat)
I'm starting to look and apply for part-time jobs. I need a little more money coming in since I'm not making much. Pretty much everything I've done thus far, aside from doing the rummage sale on eBay, has been a bust.

So far, most of the possible gigs I'm finding are out of town, but if I work at least 15 hours a week making minimum wage, I can cover my bills and gas. I won't get rich, but I won't be scrambling to pay bills while I'm trying to get more short stories published either. And if my car would be up to making the out of town drives a few days a week, that would help even more in terms of gas.

I didn't get hardly any writing done working full-time and I was miserable for it. Part-time is the compromise that should work for me. I started to do it towards the end of my last stint at Wal-Mart. It's my best bet right now.

If I'm going to make this work, I've got to do whatever it takes. I'm hell bent on it now. No going back.
whiski_sour: (Groove)
Ebook versions of Rejected: Nine Stories I Couldn't Get Published are now available at the iBookstore and for the Nook. For $1.99, you can be informed when you tell me my writing sucks! (Sorry, nothing for Kindle yet.)

Also, I've added new stuff to my jewelry store on Etsy. If you don't want to order through Etsy, you can contact me here and I'll be more than happy to hook you up.

Remember to pass it on! I could really use the word of mouth right now.

Please and thank you.
whiski_sour: (Teddy is awesome)
I spent 6 1/2 hours Thursday and 5 hours Friday working with DaLette on a huge yard that needed to be cleared of leaves. As a result of all of this work, my out of shape body is paying the price. I've got three blisters on my hands and both hands are swollen. Just about every muscle in my body is sore, particularly my shoulders. My left knee is a bit swollen, isn't easy to bend, and doesn't work well on stairs (getting my laundry from the basement this morning was a challenge).

I'm not the only one hurting; Dalette's sore, too (though probably not as bad as I am). But we're both very proud of the work we did and everything that we accomplished in two days. It wasn't easy!

Photographic evidence )

What I didn't get a chance to take pictures of was the other half of the front yard, the hill that leads to the other street (the house sits on a corner) and the backyard.

Aside from a big part of the yard between the wall and the street and part of the other half of the front yard, most of the lawn was covered with a pretty thick blanket of leaves. Because we had to take them to the street, I was piling them up on a tarp and dragging them across the yard to piled them there so the city would pick them up. You could comfortably hide a Jason Voorhees murder spree of bodies in those piles.

DaLette and I did this all by ourselves with just two rakes and a leaf blower (and a really handy bit of plastic sheeting).

So pardon me if I'm moving a little slow the next few days.

At least I know my cell bill is getting paid.
whiski_sour: (vrooom!)
Dad had his doctor's appointment today. The pathology report isn't back yet (he'll have to call Monday), but he did get his catheter out. I'm happy to report that he's able to pee, it doesn't hurt, and he can go several hours between bathroom trips. Prior to this surgery, none of these things were true. So that's good. The doctor said he was encouraged by what he saw during the surgery, so hopefully the pathology report will be on the positive side, too.

Since he does have more tumors in his bladder, he'll have to have surgery again. This time, though, the doctor wants to do it as an in-patient so he can take as much time as he needs to clean the rest of the tumors out in one go (initially, he didn't think there were that many in there, that's why it was scheduled as out-patient). So that's something to look forward to.

In other news, I'm going to start working with DaLette next week. Good thing. I need a little boost in my income. The jewelry's been the biggest disappointment. I knew selling the book would be tough, but I figured the jewelry would sell, even if only a couple of pieces. Nada. Disappointing.

I'm hoping once the book gets on Amazon (fingers crossed) and the closer it gets to Christmas, I'll get some more sales for both.

And finally...I really don't have any way to end this post. I just didn't want my last words to be ones of whining about money.
whiski_sour: (Cubs)
Made my last trip to Wrigley Field yesterday. Yes, I'm a little sadfaced that the season is ending even though it's been a disappointing one. Despite that, baseball and the Cubs have been my happy place for the last couple of years. I hate to see another season end.

I do have the Cubs Convention to look forward to. [livejournal.com profile] luchalibrarian and I are going to rock Chicago for my birthday.

This was the first time I drove up to Wrigley on my own. I made it without killing anyone, though I did curse everyone on 90/94 to hell. That happens when I drive in Chicago.

I did the park and ride deal, which is so nice, but after the game, they have to cram 750 people on it. So I found out that hard way that I'm not exactly skilled at strap hanging on a packed bus driven by someone who trained in the demolition derby. But I did meet some very nice Brewers fans while trying not to fall on them.

For a solo trip, it was a pretty good time. Now that I know I can do it without my road rage killing anyone (I was banned from driving in Chicago by my friends because of it), I'll try to do it more often next season, money permitting.

Next season's schedule is out and I've already got three games picked out. I want to go to the Easter game during opening week; I want to hit the series against the Twins at Target Field; and I want to hit one of the games during the last homestand. There is also talk that we'll go up to Miller Park for a girl's outing (neutral game since a Cubs, White Sox, and Cardinals fan will be going). Everything else is up for grabs.

Money permitting.

Stupid money. I need to start making some.

But that's another post.
whiski_sour: (scream)
It's really starting to set in that next week will be the last week of a regular paycheck and then I'll be depending on what work DaLette can get me and how well I can sell my jewelry and my self-published book of short stories.

Yeah, I'm terrified.

If this doesn't work, I'll be back in the market for a day job, looking like a fool. It'll be just another in a long list of failures I've committed in my time. It's hard to be a success when you're rather mediocre and not very good at anything.

Anyway, I'm feeling a little anxious because it doesn't feel like a week is going to be enough time to get this show off the ground. The jewelry website should be ready, but the book is going to take a bit longer. I won't be getting any work from DaLette until October, so I've got a whole month to really work on building up the other two projects and getting them going.

I'm still terrified.

This could all work well if I were a different person, but I'm so reluctant to sell myself or anything I do. I feel like I'm being annoying when I try to put myself and my work out there. I'm not as smooth and charming as so many other people I know. Promotion is the key to making this work. Getting the message out to as many people as possible will go a long way to helping this work.

I've got the websites. I've ordered business cards. I plan on setting up pages on Facebook. I plan on using Twitter. If anyone would like to help me spread the word about the jewelry, I'd be happy to send you a freebie along with some business cards to pass out to people you think might be interested. I don't know what kind of deal I could work out on the book yet, but I'll think of something. Any help anyone could offer, I'd be grateful.

I'm doing this.

Yep. Terrified.
whiski_sour: (naughty)
Haley and I went to the Cornbelters game Saturday night. We had the scout seats which are padded, wider, and come with all you can eat and drink until the 7th inning. We did our best to eat our weight, but we failed.

It was Special Olympics night and to help raise money, the Cornbelters wore special jersies that were going to be auctioned off right after the game. I have a bit of a soft spot for the Special Olympics since it is such a good cause and since my cousin Todd (Down Syndrome) participated in so many of them. I also have a soft spot for some of the Cornbelters players, so I made up my mind before the game that I was going to try to snag a jersey (I also got in on the 50/50 raffle to make sure that they did get some of my money).

The bidding started at 75 bucks. I had 100 left over from the Cubs trip last weekend plus 20. Haley had 45. Together we decided we could make a run for a jersey and we decided to go for Mike Mobbs because a) he's one of our remaining favorites (they traded Keeble and Dunbar) and b) he has the best walk-up music of the bunch (Smells Like Teen Spirit).

He was one of the last jersies to go. Haley decided at the last minute that she couldn't justify it, but I was still in. I said I'd go as high as 100. Haley bid for me and it got to 100 pretty quickly. She looked at me. I raised my hand for 120. Someone else bid for 140 and Haley looked at me. I shook my head. She raised her hand for 160.

So we ended up winning the jersey for 160.

We got to go down to the field and he signed it for us and then took pictures with us. I didn't expect him to touch me, but he did. He put his hand on my back and I did likewise and I didn't mind at all. It's not every day that a good looking 22 year old puts his hand anywhere on me and same for the vice versa.

I'm currently in possession of the signed jersey. It was game worn and he played hard, so now my closet is currently smelling like Mike Mobbs.

But that's okay.

I don't mind my clothes smelling like good looking 22 year old guy either.
whiski_sour: (Silly)
For the most part, I like my job. The best part (of any job, usually) is the regular income. I get paid every week. And after going nearly three years not buying anything so I could funnel all of my money to the barest necessities and bills, I admit I've been spending.

I haven't gone overboard or anything. I bought a couple of baseball cards (the Beard Twins are together again!), a pencil sharpener, and a plushy Cubs baseball guy and some Cubs postcards for my cube at work.

It's been light and fun, but it's time to get down to some serious budgeting.

Naturally, I've got my bills. Then I've got the replenishable necessities (shampoo, conditioner, gas, etc.). Then I've got the necessities that I've worn out and need to replace (socks, underwear, clothes, shoes, etc). Then I need to rebuild my savings. And finally, I've got the goodies that I want.

Do you know what all this means?

Spreadsheets and math and planning! Yay!

This girl knows how to have a good time.

I actually am excited to be doing this. I've always liked budgeting.
whiski_sour: (Winner!)
As I said in this entry, my Aunt Jo got me two scratch off tickets. I won two free tickets on the first two and two dollars on one of the free tickets I got.

Since I decided to keep going, I got two new tickets with the two dollars I won...and won 16 bucks on one of the tickets.

So the streak continues! I'm going to get two more tickets and then pocket the 14 dollars left over. Let's see how far I can take this. I hope the amounts getting bigger is a trend.

This totally makes up for the money I spent on cheap champagne and fixings for pickle wraps for New Year's Eve.
whiski_sour: (Teddy is awesome)
The novel I'm doing for NaNo this year involves baseball because if I can work a current obsession into my NaNo, it just goes that much better for me.

So I'm thinking to myself that if I really want to do something productive with this novel, it's going to take some research during the revisions because it takes place in several different ballparks that I've never been to: PNC Park (Pittsburgh Pirates), Orioles Park (Baltimore Orioles), Chase Field (Arizona Diamondbacks), and Nationals Park (Washington Nationals). Many of the baseball scenes take place, but I've only been there twice and not with research on the mind. I should really go back a few more times just to get it right.

*cough*

Anyway, pretending I have money to spend on such a thing, I look at the schedules to see when the Cubs would be playing these teams because if I'm going to the games, I want to make it worth my while.

I kind of ignored the Diamondbacks because they're out in Arizona and the other teams are out East, so they'd be a separate trip. But, Pittsburgh, DC, and Baltimore are all right there, so I could hit them all in one go, theoretically, even though the Orioles are in the American League and typically don't play the Cubs.

Looking at the schedules, I realize that it actually is a doable thing. Right before the All-Star break, the Cubs are playing the Nats then the Bucs. It goes right in line with my needs.

So, I check the Orioles site.

Yeah, they're not playing at home until AFTER the All-Star break.

Of course, you stupid birds. Be inconvenient! If I had money to spend on this trip, I'd be even more pissy than I am right now.

I should really get a job so my ire can be more valid.
whiski_sour: (shoot)
I got an overdraft notice in the mail this morning. I've never had one before and I've had my checking account since I was 13 (Mom had me get it to help teach me to be responsible for my money and to properly manage my finances; she's never bounced a check, either). So, needless to say, I was rather perturbed.

But I kept my cool. I went in, got a printout of my transactions for the last month and put the fifteen bucks I had set aside for gas money in the bank just to be safe.

It might not stay there long.

Back in December, a new company took over my bank because it failed and they proceeded to change everything. Kinda like the Borg. Your monies are now our monies, you will follow our policies, we will change the routing number, resistance is futile.

Now, I am accustomed to being charged a maintenance fee. I don't understand the practice of charging someone who has no money, but I know it. So it wasn't a surprise to see that on my transaction paper. What was a surprise was the service fee. Now, I don't remember ever seeing that on my monthly statements. It's possible that I missed it, but I don't remember seeing it. And since it's been about six months since my bank was taken over about six months ago, that would explain why my account is short.

My statement should be due to show up in the mail next week. If there's no service charge on it, I'm going to have a talk with the bank and close my account.

If there is a service charge on it, I'm going to chalk it up to me failing at reading comprehension and I'm still going to close my account.

A maintenance fee AND a service charge? No. That's just ridiculous and it's too much to ask from someone who's broke.

Just no.
whiski_sour: (Fiona TCB)
One of my favorite Blanche Devereaux lines. Shame about Rue McClanahan. I adored her. Like I told Missy, at least she, Bea, and Estelle will live on in reruns. RIP.

I applied for a job at the bank down the street today. I've been half-ass looking for a job for a couple of months. I need some steady income, just a part-time gig to pay the bills. The money from writing is just too little and too sporadic.

It looked simple enough on the surface. I could submit my resume online. So I did. And then it told me I had to schedule an onsite test. A test that will take two hours.

Uh huh.

Look, I understand the background check and the drug test. But a two hour video test? Is this going to be like the Family Video SAT? It just seems so unnecessary for a part-time, probably minimum wage job. I know they want competent, non-thieving people, but I thought that's what interviews were for.

I prefer to be actually getting paid before I'm made to jump through hoops. I'm just saying.
whiski_sour: (michael)
I've finally started putting my action figures on eBay.

This is the page to watch. I've only got two up so far, but I'll be adding more over time. It seems less overwhelming to do it a little at a time rather than chucking up two big platic tubs full all at once.

Here's the list of everything that will be going up before all's said and done. The list is from when I gave my flist friends first dibs. That offer is still valid for anything I haven't listed on eBay, btw. At the very least, you'll save on shipping (in the U.S., anyway). 'Cause I like you guys.

Spread the word about my auctions to anyone you think might be interested. Don't be shy. I need the money.
whiski_sour: (michael)
I've decided to sell my action figures (well, all the ones I can find...I'm pretty sure I'm missing three of them and I can't find them and it's frustrating me, but that's besides the point). And I figured that I would give LJ land first crack before I go putting them up on eBay.

Five bucks shipping in the US, negotiable for anyplace else and/or if you want more than one figure. All figures are still in the original packaging, never been removed. I'd prefer paypal, but I have no trouble making exceptions for friends. If you know anyone who might be interested in what I'm shilling, I'd appreciate it if you'd send them my way.

I hate to do it, but I need the money and they're just taking up space at the moment anyway. A couple of these I'm really loathe to part with, but, like I said, need the money.

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