I survived working five straight days walking! My feet and legs hurt, they cry. How I wish I could go to a massage place and have my feet be massaged real good. It would be awesome. However, I try not to spend any money on that thing for it is expensive. I would rather save up every penny I have for I have a goal.
The kind of job I have right now requires physical strength. I feel pretty beat up when I come home every night plus a lack of sleep makes me constantly tired during the day. People at work don’t understand me, unlike most people over there, I don’t get to rest or sit down during down time. The only chance I can sit down is when I take my lunch break.
They say, I am still young and they question me why I am tired while they have been working for years and years of their life plus they are older than me. They don’t relate with me, they don’t understand. They get to sit down as long as it pleases them, I don’t. I deliver food during meal time non-stop for two or more hours. They spend more time sitting down than walking or moving around that is why they don’t feel as tired as I am.
But who am I to complain? I chose to apply as a hostess so I just endure it. I am not one of those who report to work, do less, sit 80% while they are there and receive a rate same as mine or more. At the end of the day, I feel proud for receiving my salary knowing that I work hard to earn it.
Since I dread going to a massage parlor, I would just soak my feet with epsom salt and lukewarm water. Maybe it will ease the pain a little bit, we shall see! This is economical plus I get to do my online tasks, enjoying my cup of green tea at the same Facebook-ing too.
I am a naturalized US citizen, therefore, I can vote and I have equal rights with people who were born here in the United States. One of my rights is to vote for a president whom I think is a great fit that truly and sincerely has good intentions for this great country.
October 29th I voted for someone who I think is “right”, who shares the same belief as me, a candidate who thinks of the American people should come first and is not a criminal. It is my second time to vote for the United States President and I am proud I am able to do it. God Bless the USA this coming election and that there is no fraud going to happen so that all votes will go to a candidate who deserves to win to make America great again!
I consider myself lucky because I was given a second chance at work and got re-hired. Not all employers will take you back after you suddenly quit without two weeks notice but my bosses are awesome! I am thankful more than ever and will treasure my job, that I promise to myself.
They say, don’t make a decision when you are upset or when emotion is high or you’re gonna end up regretting it. That’s what happened to me three days after I sent my resignation letter electronically. My co-workers told me that I am lucky because I got hired directly by the employer while some of them went to an agency, they have 90 days probation and it’s up to the director whether to hire them or not. So, that alone, I almost wasted that opportunity and did not realize how fortunate I am.
Meanwhile, I love going to work these days now even though the physical demands are high. I come home end of the day fatigued and exhausted but it’s alright. I am doing something worthwhile at the hospital, got to interact with people of different ages and different walks of life. And most of all, I am earning some money while being away from home.
My job is something I look forward to go to everyday because I have co-workers who listen to my stories and laugh at my silly jokes. My job keeps me busy and keeps my mind occupied for the whole entire 9 hours or more I am there. Plus the fact that I am getting my exercise while working. 98.8 maintained weight nowadays and I don’t even have to restrict myself from eating so much. I need to eat a lot as many times a day as I can to replenish the lost calories.
It has been four days since I have been going to work! This is my first real job in America, I mean a job that requires me to interact with people of different ethnicity, ages and interests. Now I know how it feels like to work with a boss and co-workers that you need to get along with in order to achieve one goal, feed the patients.
I work in a kitchen hospital that is only 20 minutes drive away from home. My position is a hostess and I will never forget this very first ( well, not really my first because I worked as a caregiver to a 102-year old client, I have been blogging for 9 years and earned pretty good amount of money with it and other freelance online works) job I got. It is a big milestone for me you know, finally, after ten years of being a stay-at-home mom, I now have the responsibility to get up early to attend my children’s needs before sending them to school and getting myself ready for work in a few hours.
My job includes expediting orders (putting the items in the tray from the order ticket), transporting food trays to patients, tray retrieval, sanitizing carts, maintaining kitchen area cleanliness, ensure condiments and other stuff are pretty well stocked and a whole lot more.
This is my first choice of job and thankfully, I got hired. Thanks to a Filipino friend who advised me to apply in this certain hospital for they are new and had urgent hiring to work for them. I am more thankful than ever for this opportunity to work a job that I wish to do.
Anyhow, here’s my everyday look at work. Hair all tied up, white long sleeves and a black vest, black pants and black shoes. I love the idea that I have a place to go everyday now, weewww!
The time has come, it is now my time to find a job and experience how it is to mingle and try to get along with other people in a work setting outside our home. I have been applying jobs online an in person, I’ve had one interview so far and a few invitations to the establishments I applied for but these invitations I got cold feet at the last minute so I did not go.
I have been waiting for this time to come, a decade to be exact that this day I will be proven that I am capable of finding a job I like just like everybody else. I will find one hopefully, the right job that my heart tells me to do.
My husband retired just a little over a month ago which I am glad, no more worries of his life at risk for he is now staying at home 24/7. I am anxious to get my first real job in the USA. Yes, I have been here for over ten years yet hasn’t experienced working outside. Well, except for that taking care of an elderly neighbor and actually being paid for my service.
What differs this time from my previous caregiving job is that, I have co-workers to get along with, report and drive at a workplace on time that requires driving and most of all, a boss that I need to impress. Hopefully I can get this job that I really want to do. Cross fingers with that.
One of my favorite things to do while being on Mike’s ranch last Spring break was the early morning dirt road hike/walk. Mike would walk his dog for two miles and I realized that I should join too which I did, actually my kids went with us too!
After having warm beverage, we head out to the small road for as long as we could walk. We walked 2 miles each morning and it seemed like I did not even do any walking for it was effortlessly enjoyable. I did not mind the chilly wind kissing our skin because there was plenty of beautiful things to see around like on the other side of the road are herds of cattle, twitting birds, vultures in the blue sky, rabbits crossing the road ahead of us, looking at deer tracks, waving at neighbors who passed by us, talking anything with Mike, watching sissy the dog hunting and running here and there… just things you wouldn’t normally enjoy in the city.
I am more convinced now that living in the country is much nicer than in the city. You got all kinds of activities you can’t do in the city and all the birds, wild animals and the vast land you can own for you to enjoy your quiet mornings to sit on the porch!
I love the country, there is no doubt about that. If my husband decides to move in the country someday, I would wholeheartedly come with him with no complain.
March 23 in Avery, Texas was somewhat significant to me because it was the very day I caught my very first fish. I caught a small crappie at a small creek on a family friend’s ranch.
I grew up surrounded by water but I have never gone fishing all my life until we visited Avery during our child’s Spring break. Two days of trying to fish and thought that I would not give up fishing until I caught one, which I did and it made me feel proud and victorious. Everybody around me were applauding and cheered on me that day, haha.
Fishing is a good way to test your patience, I tell you. Waiting for the fish to eat your bait takes forever, but, if you have patience, you are willing to wait for it. Or worse, you’ll never get any fish at all. Then you will have to try again the next day if you have time. That’s what I did, I did not give up and yes, as you can see photo below. I caught me a crappie!
The feeling was awesome and I was right, I will not give up until I get one!
… my very first experience in fishing and my very first fish!
I ask my friends to take photos of me in every milestone I make during our walking exercise. The farthest I have done so far is ten miles. My friends and I made a deal to walk on the Trinity trail every Saturday not only for exercise purposes but also to bond and socialize. We find it beneficial for all of us so we must keep doing it no matter what the weather is.
Anyway, here is a photo of me at the rose garden in Fort Worth. It is 5 miles away from our starting point and on the way back, it is another 5 miles. I was achy and exhausted that day but I don’t want my Saturday to be spent any other way than being on the trail, getting healthy and be with friends I am comfortable with.
… myself in a quiet and peaceful garden early Saturday morning in September.
I have been to a Chinese and Vietnamese stores many times in the past to shop for fish, meat, dry and canned goods. Nothing much of a difference between the two, I find some Filipino stuff in both stores so going either way is fine with me.
When one of my friends asked me if we could go to a Korean grocery store in Carollton one Saturday, who am I to refuse? I have not been to a Korean store so we went two weeks ago. I was amazed at everything sold in their market. If you don’t know me, I so love Korean food! I like the seaweeds, side dishes and ahhh anything Korean I am so in love so you can only imagine myself upon entering the store and saw all these goodies that laid before my eyes.
Anyway, hanging out with Filipinas who speak the same language as me is always the best. We talk, eat and laugh endlessly. While at Hmart grocery store, we made sure to fill our stomachs with delicious Korean dishes before grabbing some groceries. When we were all finished, we headed to a Japanese store nearby. It was also my first time to be in that store and for me, hopping from a Korean store to the Japanese store was like going to two different nations in Asia.
I had a blast that one Saturday in September. I was out with friends for the whole entire day without my children. That was exactly what I needed and fortunately, the husband was okay with it. Looking forward to many more Saturday walks and shopping with my girl friends in the future.
… with my Filipina neighbor Jazzie just four blocks away from me…
… the ladies after having such scrumptious lunch about to have bubble teas…
… outside Daiso, they have cool stuff and plenty of Japanese delicacies to grab inside. Nice store, I shall say.
We had the earliest Saturday walk/jog with two of my friends around here. It was my first time to be on the trail still dark even at 6 in the morning. As expected, I had fun. We had fun although there were only two of us who were left on the trail and continued on until ten as the other one had to go to work that day.
Myself and my neighbor both realized that this kind of hangout is exactly what we need to relieve stress, to laugh and enjoy at the same time exercising. You would know that if you are with friends doing exercise together, you will forget the time and how many miles you’ve walked just by talking endlessly.
Saturday now became my most favorite day of the week and it is also my most anticipated day for I get to go out of the house, have a break from the girls for a few hours, get some sun, breathe fresh summer air, see some great and interesting buildings/structures along the trail and a whole lot more.
It is my kind of activity that I have no problem doing forever, not only it is beneficial to my ever growing old self but also I get to connect with nature. Simple living is what it is that I appreciate rather than partying and going to bars wasting my nights with it.