Day One Hundred & Seventy: 6/5/2023
Well, the summer has officially started. I’m working the morning shift, specifically 9am to 5:30pm this week. It’s not that I don’t like the mornings, but I’m not a morning person. I don’t feel like I’m completely awake until about noon. Even if I’m waking up to write in the morning, I’m not having to engage with anyone.
Except, in the summer I don’t have much of a choice. That’s a lie! I do get to work the later shift because I told them I don’t want to work the early morning shift; 7am to 3:30pm. They have to have someone work the later hours, and I volunteered. So, the mornings could be far worse!
Even though I don't have much of a choice, I still need that damn paycheck. Well today, I made it. We start the summer deep cleaning with the lockers. It is the most tedious task that we have to perform. It's so monotonous! One locker at a time. It has to be cleaned inside and out. I get a little obsessive compulsive and I want to make sure that there isn’t any lint, fingerprints, and smudges from previous usage. It takes me forever!
At least as the day progressed there were other duties that needed to be performed. I was very happy to deal with trash, water leeks, and double checking the doors. Fine by me. I was literally happier dealing with a massive water spill than having to clean one more locker today.
See, there was a massive rain storm that poured over the school in a matter of an hour or so. So much rain was dumped down as if there was a massive watering can tipped completely over. Not much lightning or thunder, just rain. I found a new leak from the roof that dripped down into the hallway. It created a small stream of water slowly moving from one end to the other. Not much to do about it at the moment, but I told my supervisor. Though, that would be funny if we had to get up to the roof to deal with the issue.
The next surprise was that water flooded a back hallway. Because so much rain fell so quickly, there are some spots where the rainwater doesn’t have time to drain away. So, about a gallon was spread over the floor, luckily, I have the perfect tool to suck it up. A Kaivac, yes, you heard that right. I used the bathroom Kaivac to clean up the unwanted mess. Thanks Kaivac. Okay, back to reality. The day has ended and I’m gonna see what I have to deal with tomorrow!
Day One Hundred & Seventy-one: 6/6/2023
I made it through Tuesday! Haha! I wasn’t sure. I’m still not acclimated to the updated sleep schedule. Previously, if I staid up too late I could sleep in a tad. I still had time for writing and making food even if I slept past 10am. Since I have to be at work at 9am, I can’t sleep in until this weekend. I of course prefer to stay up late, thus the mornings are difficult.
I know I complain about something everyday. The fact that I have to keep showing up to a job that I don’t want to do frustrates the hell out of me. I’m trying to find the positive, but when I’ve been working super hard everyday and I don’t have time to write then I feel like I’m just wasting my time. I’m trying to maintain my social media presence but that isn't going very far. I feel like this giant loser. It’s also going to be a month or two before I hear back from the literary agents. I sent out five queries last week. I just want a book deal! Lol, then I can quit my job.
If you’ve read this, thanks for letting me vent!
Day One Hundred & Seventy-two: 6/7/2023
I’m tired, oh so tired. At least the air conditioner is still running. At least the air quality is still good and I’m so utterly grateful that the temperatures have not hit above the seventies. In fact, the weather for the last month has been more reminiscent of the Pacific Northwest. There has been so much rain and moisture. Many people here in Denver have not enjoyed it as much as I have. I’ve reveled in the constant gray days. The influx of water from the skies has also helped the vegetation.
I’m just not looking forward to the fact that I don’t have the downtime to work on my writing. During the school year I have little breaks throughout the shift and I’m able to sit for at least thirty minutes of uninterrupted writing time. Since we have to do so much over the summer, there won’t be any time for that.
Day One Hundred & Seventy-three: 6/8/2023
More and more cleaning! That’s the only task for the summer. Granted the temperature in the school is quite ordeal. I may break a sweat when I show up to work, but at least the cool air continues to keep the halls free of balmy weather.
Even though it is quite comfortable in the building I haven't had the time to do my usual 'teal fairy' thing. I don't waste product on my glamorous looks each day. That has also suppressed my urge to take pics for social media. When I can't be the full Teal Fairy, then I haven't felt like being partially teal. I just think that Craig is so boring.
Day One Hundred & Seventy-four: 6/9/2023
I got to sleep in today. Well, by an hour or so, but it was enough to alleviate some of my animosity towards working in the morning. I got to come in at 11am instead of 9am. Though that was the best part of the day. It all went downhill from there. I say this because I ended my shift with intense animosity. I know I need to stop getting so upset with my job, but I thought I found a position that didn't make me feel inferior, but here we are. Feeling as if our voice and our mind have no purpose.
You see, there is going to be a summer program. Their orientation was today. It was supposed to end at 7:15pm, and thus my boss needed someone to stay late and behind from the custodial appreciation day picnic. Since I don't have a car, it would have been too frustrating to get to this specific park in Denver. So, I was happy to stay late and I didn't mind opting out of the DPS event.
I did however, voice my opinion about my shift. Since the event wasn't going to end until 7:15 I specifically said that I would be happy to work noon to 8:30pm. "No, no, no we don't need you to work that late, just work 11am-7:30pm." I didn't argue, but I believed that I was right. Guess what?! The event coordinators weren't out of the building until right before 8 o'clock.
I know I shouldn't be so annoyed by it, but I already feel invisible. Insignificant, and when my thoughts are overtly ignored then I feel extremely indignant. Anyway, I made it through the week and I only had to work thirty minutes past my scheduled time, it isn't the end of the world. When that happens I'm going be drunk on martinis and smoking cigarettes like they are made of candy. Until then, I'll work to suck up my own dissatisfaction.
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