Taking a leap of faith

Good Morning World!

The last couple of months for me have been sh*t, to say the least, and it could’ve come down to a lot of things, but ultimately it’s my job. I have been working in a pub for the last couple of months and I just can’t seem to crack it. Which then led me to have to make a decision, do I stick it out for the summer or take a leap of faith.

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Let’s fast forward to the very beginning. My beautiful boyfriend and I decided that for the entirety of the summer we would spend it together. This all seemed well and good before we realised we needed money (I know right, it ruins everything), so we both got jobs. Harry (the said boyfriend mentioned above) had bagged himself a nifty 9-5 job Monday to Friday, and I had taken the only place that offered me a job, working evenings and weekends in a pub. This was the first mistake because it meant that we didn’t see each other, which caused great regret to the fact we could’ve just gone home and leached off our parents.

The second problem was money. I was use to a very nice job at home working in a care home earning a healthy wage, I then traded that for under 21’s minimum wage. Which is fine, but it didn’t cover my rent. Enter dilemma two.

The rest of the problems could’ve easily been liveable if it weren’t for A and B, but they ended up being big deciders in my “leap of faith” plan. I spend my days waiting for Harry to come home, to spend a hour with him and then go to work, spending most of the time crying in the toilets. I felt like I didn’t fit in at work and found the management poor, plus I really didn’t like getting hit on by old men.

I kept thinking to myself that I could just stick it out for the rest of summer, so I put it off and put it off, but one day I couldn’t put it off any longer. I went into work intending to do my 10 hour shift and walked out 10 minutes later unemployed.

Sometimes you just have to put yourself first and take the plunge. Yes I do feel like I’ve waisted 3 months of my life on nothing, and yes it may have taken me another 2 weeks to find myself a new job but I am so much more happy in myself and with my new job Harry and I can finally have the summer we both wanted. I learnt that things don’t always go right the first time, and its better to do something about it than live with the unhappiness.

Cheers to that,

Georgina xx