... another dollar. Or many, many dollars. Or the first dollars in almost 6 months. God, it feels good to not be dragging the bottom of the bucket any more. By the end of the month I'll be caught up on bills and able to work on progress toward the future. Hell, I started that today by opening a savings account and setting up my direct deposit to put a little money into it with each paycheck. And I signed up for the FSA to save money on prescriptions and doctor's visits and even Joseph's daycare. And I made an appointment to talk to someone about setting up a 457 for my retirement.
The new job is going well. I work in the Utilities Customer Service office with the city and I've been learning the system and the ordinances and troubleshooting and just how much goofing off I can get away with once I've got everything down. I'm taking it very easy with this job. I'm not working too hard and I'm not trying to impress anyone. I'll do well and one day move up or across, whether it's for money or career. I saw a posting last week for a job that'd be right up my alley once I have my Psychology degree.
School is going ... well. I didn't do so hot last semester, but I figure it was the first class I'd had in over 13 years and I could cut myself some slack. Majoring in Psych, obviously, and I am assured it will yield many opportunities for my future career, even locally.
Joseph is still my beautiful baby boy, even if he is a few months shy of his 3rd birthday. He's doing well with pronouns now, getting to be amazing at puzzles, and the love of my life. But don't tell my mother or she'll keel over with emotion because I said that.
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