Randy went out and got a job.
It’s an overnight, three day a week, 12 hour shift thing.
Because – and I’m dead serious – he loves manufacturing. I’ve been asking him since before we got married what his dream job was…and he finally came up with something … and it’s a warehouse?
He’s all, “Working with my hands, blah blah blah, man crap, blah blah blah, forklift, blah, management, blah blah.”
I’m not even kidding.
But it doesn’t affect the business and it doesn’t affect school and he will know by January if the “blah blah management blah blah” part is true. If it is…it looks like he’s going to be … that guy.
I’m just trying to wrap my head around it. It would be wicked-cool if it worked out because then I could take day classes to my heart’s content and not worry about taking Calculus OR my Fine Arts requirement OR Statistics and Probability.
It’s tough to go to school when you don’t have a regular schedule, a regular worklife, and one car. We’re on the hunt for a Dave Ramsey-style beater he can commute with that will cost a grand and last a year. We might have to go up a little from a grand, but we’re trying to stick close to it. It’s not for style, it’s not for the kids, it’s just a work-commute car.
So now we’re going to have like eight different income streams coming into the house. I haven’t counted exactly but that’s a roundabout number. It’s just getting insane.
On the bright side? As of Monday we can start doing the “Countdown to Insurance coverage” – way better than a “Days to Christmas” countdown. LOL