He/Then in Current Events

I was thrown off by my first interview question. First of all, what are your pronouns?

I am not that confident about my interview today. I’ll have to wait up to two weeks to hear back from them. The program is for youth support. I will be mentoring Indigenous youth who just got out of the system. Those who grew up in Child Family Services. Helping them enter adulthood. We will be doing a lot of events and programs related to culture. The gig sounds nice. The program is in development. It’s a start-up, essentially. They’re just waiting for approval which they are confident they will get.

What I didn’t know but wanted to know was what the shift structure looked like. It is Mon-Fri, 8:30-4:30 but on the days we do events, 10-6:30. They want me to be flexible on some very rare weekends. They also want me to be flexible about leaving town. They were just up north picking sweetgrass, for example. That’s not too bad. That’s exactly what I want to do. I really hope I get this opportunity. I am doing that thing where I replay the whole interview in my head but come up with better answers.

I really need to give my roommate forgiveness. This bitterness I am harboring is becoming toxic for me. I noticed yesterday that she pushed all the furniture on our balcony to one side blocking access to my plants. She did this to fit her new bike on the balcony. This shit just sends me but this is her place too. I gotta let it slide. So I had to rearrange the furniture to accommodate that eyesore. And I’m not just talking about the bike.

I haven’t had much structure since my camping trip. The trip was well-needed. Yesterday I went to a fair with my sister and her kids. We had a blast. I came home with an upset stomach and headache from my insides being rearranged on those rides. We are having a beach day this Saturday. Then go-carting soon enough. I am aiming to plan a mini road trip to visit my other sister who lives in a city 2 hours away. Ange and I want to go all out on thrifting and there is a thrift shop she will love in the other city. We saw one we wanted to check out in a city that is only one hour away but it was closed when we passed by it on the way back from our trip.

I suppose I am stuck in waiting mode. I shall try and get my shit together this evening. My anxiety is making me hide from my crisis list. I can’t hide from it all much longer.