What I Do In My “Free” Time
You have seen from previous posts that I have a new Thirty-One business. I didn’t want to take over this blog with my business (not that I have done much updating in the past couple of years!) so I started a new blog dedicated to growing my business. Please jog on over there and follow if you like. Among other things I will have fun with videos demonstrating products so customers who can touch and feel the products will have a better idea of what will work best for their needs.
Also, stop by my Facebook group. I am required to make it a closed group so just request to join.
Who Would Like to Be a (Thirty-One) Hostess of the Month?
All it takes is a commitment to placing a $35 order each month from April 2013 to September 2013 and YOU will receive the benefits of hosting YOUR OWN party one of those months! That is, at least $35 in FREE products (YOUR CHOICE!), one half-priced item (YOUR CHOICE!) and one hostess exclusive (amazing products offered ONLY to hostesses!). I will choose names randomly when I have the commitment from 6 people, so you will know ahead of time which is your month. You can choose to host a party that month, either in home or online to boost sales for your party and in turn earning even MORE free products!
This $35 amount will also qualify you for the monthly customer special. When everyone takes advantage of the specials, EVERYONE BENEFITS! What a great way to start stashing away Christmas gifts or planning ahead for birthdays! Win, Win!!
If you are interested and want more information, please join my facebook group What’s In Your Tote Today? or send me an email at 31 partyatzohodotcom.
Take this survey for me?
I created a survey for my Thirty-One business. Those who complete it will be entered for a chance to win a $50 gift certificate. Winners must be located in the US.
Yes, I Own My Own Business!
And here is where I do my shameless plug for my NEW BUSINESS!
Way back in June I saw something on Facebook about Thirty-One. I was like, “What is that?”. So I looked it up and it was love at first sight. I new right away that I wanted to not just have a party, but be a CONSULTANT! That was around the same time that my husband had been out of a job for a few months. My work hours were pretty minimal since I am a student so I wanted some way to contribute a little more. I also wanted a way to save up for vacations when we were back on our feet because we love to travel but haven’t had the expendable income to do so in several years.
So I had a Thirty-One party to see how things worked and I signed up the very next week to be a consultant! I have been love, love, loving it! Even as a full-time Master’s student (of statistics no less!) I can schedule parties when I have the time and make a little extra money. It has also been a way for me to have forced breaks from my studies. It was a great release during a very stressful semester.
What I love about being a consultant is I feel like I am a personal shopper for my customers. They call and tell me what they want to order or ask for ideas and I help them with that. I figure out ways to get them the best bargain using Thirty-One’s monthly specials (which are always amazing!). I have everything shipped to me and it feels like Christmas every time a box comes in! I get to take a look at the products I haven’t seen before and then when I present them to my customers they are so excited.
One other fun byproduct of being a Thirty-One consultant is that I have so many products at my disposal for my own use! I obviously don’t use the products I show at parties on a daily basis, but I at least try them out so I can truthfully tell my customers how great this or that tote or purse is and give them more ideas on how to use them. Before I became a consultant I carried the same purse for a year. I loved it but it was getting holes in it. Now I change my purse nearly every week it seems like! I do have my favorites and the ones I will not go back to, but I have fun trying different things out.
If you are interested in becoming a consultant please go to my website and click on “Join My Team”. Please feel free to ask me any questions. You do not have to be local for me to sponsor you.
If you are interested in having a party please contact me and I can get you set up right away. I do in-home parties in the NW Indiana region, but you do not have to be local to have a party! I can get you set up with a catalog party and your guests can place their orders in the comfort of their own homes…all over the country! You will have the same benefits as a hostess who parties in-home. 🙂
In January only hostesses get DOUBLE hostess credit when their party is $500 or more. This means you can get $180 in free products at this level and it goes up from there! Contact me immediately before this special expires!
https://www.mythirtyone.com/Deliverance/
This month’s special: For every $31 you spend you can get an item from our new “Your Way” collection for half price!
When Things Don’t Happen As Planned…
It was such a difficult decision. So. Difficult. I had so many emotions running through me and it was a dark weekend for me.
I had been doing poorly in my class. My one and only class. The one I had been working towards and had been so excited for for over a year. At first it wasn’t so poor that I couldn’t bring it back up. I was confident I would bring it up to a B on my mid-term. I was confident about the mid-term. I knew the material.
But the weekend after the mid-term I cried and was depressed and was angry. My dream was falling apart. I had one more week to decide if I should risk it. Out of 250 points for the rest of the class I could only miss 20 to get a B for the semester.
That weekend I decided I needed to drop the class. This was my ONLY class. I couldn’t count on any others to bring up my GPA. I HAD to have a B in order to be considered for grad school. I was PLANNING to start grad school in the fall. I would complete it in 3 semesters. Then things would be better. My life would change. Our years of challenges and hard, hard work would come to an end.
I felt like a failure.
I felt stupid.
I felt like I should quit. Everything. EVERYTHING.
I didn’t understand what was going on. I understood the material, despite the crummy textbook and despite the confusing teaching style of my professor. I worked hard to find answers in other books and online. I watched youtube videos of Berkeley lectures.
The next Tuesday I went to class, then I went to the peer tutoring I had been attending. Rahm said he could tell I was understanding the material and doing well at it. This made me sad and frustrated. I DID know the material! It was this horrid anxiety I felt during exams! I blanked out. I couldn’t remember things, despite having a formula sheet in front of me. I even missed a WHOLE PAGE on the mid-term.
I talked to someone from the Department of Students with Disabilities. They said if you have a diagnosis (what?! I didn’t even know!) they will allow you to test in a private room and give you time-and-a-half for the exam. I read up on test anxiety. I thought about how I talked to my professor and she said there was plenty of time to get the exam done and that the formula sheet was meant to take the anxiety off. Most students ironically don’t even need the extra time because the pressure it taken off. One study said students with test anxiety score in the 12th percentile lower than their peers. One article said test anxiety can start later in a student’s career. It can start with one bad grade and spiral from there.
I thought about my surprise when I received my first homework assignment. 7.5/10; a C. I panicked. I needed the homework grade as a cushion. She marked off for small computational errors and other minor issues, but I got the concepts correct.
Because of this, I couldn’t even make a case for myself that I was acing the homework, but panicing on the exams.
I realised I would not have time to figure out what is going on and to remedy it before the next quiz. Nor did we have the money it would take to go through hours of therapy to come to some conclusion.
I HAD to drop the class. And I waited until the day before the deadline.
So much money lost on the tuition, books, transportation, wages lost for not working.
I decided I would first work on the certificate at Purdue North Central. I was never very impressed with their program, and now I am even less impressed. I have been sending emails for 3 weeks to the math department and have heard nothing back. I looked over the list of classes for the certificate and the list of classes offered last year and the coming semester. Three out of five of those classes have not been and will not soon be offered.
If I am working on a certificate I do not qualify for FAFSA.
I have been looking at other colleges and universities nearby. No one offers the program I need.
More frustration.
Exhausted!
I am very near the point of exhaustion. I have been running, running, running. Sometimes I feel guilty for saying that because I am not actually moving all of the time. Most of it is spent sitting at the computer doing homework. But that is pretty much what I do all of the time I am not at work. And I keep getting calls from people at work that want to meet with me outside of my working hours for various reasons they wont divulge to me. This could not have come at a more terrible time and I am really tired of working a job that I cannot leave at work!
Yesterday I went against my better judgement and went blueberry picking. I knew I would stress out about not studying and preparing for the time I would be tutoring with a friend, but I also felt like I needed something to relax. I also NEEDED blueberries! I have been SOOO looking forward to blueberry picking season and I usually go 3 or 4 times before the season ends.
Josh is super busy, too. We have really been looking forward to the LaPorte County Fair, which is this week. We usually have Thursdays off, so I was keeping that day open so we could go. Last night Josh told me he has to work all day. 😦 He has worked every day for the last 2 weeks AT LEAST. He is putting at least 60 hours in and can’t even recover any of that time because there are so many demands on him right now.
We are also finishing the kitchen. It is going on 2 months and I had really hoped to be completely done by now. We are having our small group to our house for a barbecue this Sunday, which we have been planning for a couple of months now. Right now everything except our appliances (just delivered Sunday!!!) is in our living room and everything in our house is covered in dust. We are going to be cutting it really close!
In the mean time I am finishing Calculus. We have one more lecture this Wednesday, then an exam Monday and our final next Wednesday. I had high standards for myself and was hoping for an A, then just a couple of weeks into the class I was just hoping to pass. I have recovered a small bit of confidence after the B- I got on my last exam (after he returned all of the exams and gave us 15 minutes to make corrections. Only 3 others had marks higher than mine) and now I am hoping to squeak by with a B. A friend who is a math professor and has been tutoring me this summer said that I am actually doing quite well for an 8 week calculus class. Most in my class flunked the last exam.
So here I am spending time I shouldn’t be on keeping this blog alive when I should be studying. I’m at a coffee shop and plan to spend the entire day here doing homework.
Popping In
Just thought I’d pop in to say, “I’m still here! (barely)” Really, my life is not exciting enough to have a blog and I don’t know why I hang on to this thing, but I guess I use it as a ranting tool every so often. Even when I do something fun like go to Chicago or camping or something I don’t have the motivation to upload my photos. I do intend to get round to that. Someday. Maybe.
My life exploded into crazy craziness a few weeks ago. I had already been working 45-50 hours a week and then…and then I started Calculus. That right there says it all. It is a summer class, so only 8 weeks. I am in class 6 hours a week and spending around 15 hour a week on homework. If you add it up, that can be around 70 of my waking hours taken up with work and class.
And then at the same time my class started, we decided we could start with the construction on the kitchen. That means everything that was in the kitchen (all counters, cabinets, appliances, island, food, dishes, pots, pans…you get the idea) is in the living room. Our entire living area consists of a half bath, living/dining room (about 350 sq ft), soon-to-be kitchen (about 150 sq ft), small corner of a utility room shared with my parents, and one bedroom (about 190 sq ft). To get from the living area to the bedroom you have to walk through the kitchen. Everything is covered in dust, despite putting up plastic. The kitchen floor is covered in dust, so that is tracked throughout the entire house. There is often power drills, nails, pipes, cords, etc. on the washing machine that have to be removed to wash a load. There is insulation piled in front of the dryer and wires hanging from the ceiling. Our dining table is wedged between our fireplace and coffee table. I have to wipe down the dust every time I need to sit at it to do homework. Food and dishes are sitting in open boxes so they are accessible, but good luck finding what you need at the time you need it. The electric is off today so Josh can put in a new circuit box so I am doing my homework at a coffee shop.
And my class. Well, my class meets Monday and Wednesday nights. I have lots of homework due at each class and there were times when I was so stressed out because I wasn’t sure how I was going to get Wednesday nights’ assignment done while working all day Tuesday and Wednesday. I found out at the very end of my Trig class that it was not the right class to have me ready for calc, even though I said when I registered I need the right class to be ready for calc. So I went into class not even knowing what everyone else already knows. I got a C on my first exam which shot any hopes of keeping an A and shooting for scholarships in the future. Throughout Trig I taught myself a lot of what I couldn’t understand in class. I thought I would be able to do this again, but I have just not had the time.
Work is stressing me out because I do not feel appreciated or compensated for my experience and hard work. I just found out yesterday that today Chicago’s minimum wage goes up to a rate higher than what I started out with in this agency. I hate being 33 years old, in an entry-level position with no appreciation for my experience or education and an inability to move around to a more appropriate position. While I really enjoy working with some of my clients (some not so much), it is depressing and moral shattering. If we were not in such great need for my income I would just quit and concentrate on my studies.
So since I can’t quit, I went down to part-time. I have been talking about it for a long time and hoping we would be in a position to do so when I started my class, but we needed to do the kitchen. It’s been over 1 1/2 years in the waiting. Finances will definately be very tight again and we have to go back into debt to get this kitchen done and it will be longer getting out this time, but I am happy in my studies (and would LOVE to do this full-time!) and this week has proved that it was a much needed move for me to go part-time. I spent a couple of hours Monday, all day Tuesday and Wednesday, and again today on homework and studying. I am still working 32 hours, but it is all in 3 days over the weekend. So much for any hope of a weekend with Josh! But at least I have 4 whole days to concentrate on things-not-work-related and regain strength to get through a power work weekend.
I’m still looking for work in Chicago (or anything that will pay more and compensate for the time I am taking off). I interviewed last week but have not heard anything yet. I take that as bad news. I am looking for almost ANYTHING that I can get to by train. If anyone has any more ideas I will look into it! I just found a place that does research and data analysis. RIGHT UP MY ALLEY! though I don’t have the experience or education for it yet. 😦 I am going to try to spend some time on a cover letter and researching the agency and see if they might be willing to let me get my feet wet as an assistant or something. It would be really awesome to get some on the job training but I know these days employers can be really picky and don’t want to have to train. But I have my fingers crossed anyways.
I meant for this to be a quick post while I took a quick break from my homework. Ah, well. Back to derivatives of logarithmic functions…
And the Job Search Goes On…
It has been a roller coaster ride. When I talk about a job search I am asked, “What are you looking for?” Well…almost anything right now. Its sort of complicated. I really want more responsibility. I REALLY want to have normal hours. I want to have a weekend again. I want evenings off. Time with my husband. I want something that pays a livable wage.
It started last August when one of our group homes was in dire need of staff. I went over there for three weeks to help out. It was the most difficult as almost all of the clients require total care. I was dreading it. My first day was long and, just long. At that point I was told I would only be there for one week. On the first day I was told I would be there another week. I cried the whole way home.
Managers at the other group homes tease that they will send staff there as punishment. That is how difficult it is.
But then I had a revelation. This group home was in need. They guys were great, despite having to feed them, change their undergarments, etc. I COULD BE THE MANAGER!!! I was so ready to take on the job and turn that house around. There was a revolving door when it came to staff so there was absolutely no consistancy. I was sure no one else within the agency would apply for that position. It wasn’t even posted yet so I thought I had an advantage. I typed up a VERY GOOD cover letter and turned in my letter of interest to HR. Everyone that heard I was applying said I would be good in that position. One week, Two weeks, Three weeks passed and I didn’t hear a word. I sent out an email to the director. He said, “Oh, thanks for your interest, but we are going to let another one of our managers run this house.”
Later I applied for a med assistant position. Running appointments. Not exactly what I had my heart set on, but it had different responsibilities and the hours were regular. (After I applied for the manager position I was suddenly switched to midnights and it was making me physically and emotionally ill.) I came in a close second. It went to someone who knew a few more of the clients in the department than me. But I was encouraged to apply for QMRP or staff supervisor if it became available. The person who got the med assistant position? She lasted one month and wanted to be transfered back to her old position.
Then a QMRP position because available. Yay! I interviewed. Close second, AGAIN. It went to someone the interviewee already worked with. She was a staff supervisor.
I interviewed for the staff supervisor position. Sounded like I was going to get it since she said, “I am looking for such-and-such qualities and you sound like that person.” It went to someone who had worked at our agency previously.
THEN, Program Specialist became available. This was the position I had been hopeing would become available for the last 6 months! It was day hours, no on call, decent increase in pay. Advocating for clients, setting and working on goals, training staff to work with clients. Just what I wanted. Again I was told I had great credentials and was encouraged to keep applying for positions. This time I actually requested feedback on the interview. I was absolutely gobsmacked by what she said. She didn’t think I could be assertive when needed. She didn’t think I could work with a diverse population. She didn’t think I could handle difficult situations. These are the things I had to do and deal with EVERY SINGLE DAY as a case manager for homeless clients. I had the clients trying to come on to me. I had clients trying to bully me for things they wanted. I had to beg landlords not to kick my client whom I JUST got housed out. I had to remain calm while I client was opening up to me as maggots were dropping onto the table from the ceiling and rats waddled by. I worked with drug addicts, mentally ill, abused, young, old, black, white, former attorneys, you name it!
I was rather upset that the things she mentioned were not things she asked about, but it was good feedback nonetheless. I somehow have been coming across and timid and weak I guess. That will have to change.
I am so tired of the interviewing though. I am tired of getting paid little above minimum wage. I am tired of having to work overtime every week to get bills paid. I am tired of working in an entry-level position and no one can see that I can do a darned good job with so much more responsibility. I am tired of searching for jobs only to see ‘2 years experience required’ for things like front desk jobs and such (I can get paid 50% more as a clerk/secretary at Purdue and it would work out well for me as I am taking classes there now).
I came across an entry level position for a company in Chicago that does consulting for non-profits. They preferred someone with experience in direct services. I thought this would be an awesome job and it could possibly grow into something else as I get math and statistics classes under my belt. I have not heard from them. I am sure they are swamped with newly graduated applicants. *sigh*
Just one of those days…take it with a grain of salt.
Feeling a bit down today…
I had an interview last week. Fourth in six weeks. Didn’t get that one either. I was pretty sure there was someone else they already had in mind for the position, but Josh got me psyched up to blow them away in my interview. I was reminded of all the difficult work I did in Chicago as a case manager for homeless individuals. It was TOUGH WORK! And I did a great job at it. I was respected. Workers from outside agencies referred to me.
It reminded me yet again that my potential is not reached in this position.
I applied for this same position in another agency. She sounded like she was going to hire me until at the end of the 2 hour interview she asked me about my future plans. She didn’t want to spend the time training me if I wasn’t planning to be a lifer.
I don’t plan to be in this type of work forever. I AM going for a degree in a completely different field (unless I want to try to work with a think tank making policy, which is one of my considerations). But while I am here, I don’t want to feel stuck, but I do. The pay is low. The job is entry level. The schedule is getting to me. I cannot have weekends off. I have only one day off at a time.
I am just stinkin’ tired of putting all of that effort into interviewing. I am tired of hearing about how difficult of a decision it was and how qualified I am for this or that position.
I was just encouraged to interview for the position that is now open since the other person got the job. The schedule is more crazy. On call all the time. But I am pretty sure the person hiring is going to hire another favourite.
I spend so much of my free time looking for jobs. I feel like I have run out of places to look.
I think I could stick with the position I am in, despite the low pay, if I could have a normal 9-5, weekends off schedule.
Summer is coming. Will it be another year that goes by and we say, “I hope we will be able to enjoy NEXT summer.”
Looking
I had every intention of talking about our Chicago mini-vacation today (it was a good time!) as this is the only day I have the afternoon off, but I just got word that this is my last week (Friday) at the group home and there are no other positions at other group homes open. I will be transfered to a department which would not be my first choice as a DSP. Good news is I will not be working midnights, though they are always in need of midnight people and I might get asked to do them.
So now instead of uploading pictures and such, I will be looking intently through job listings and trying to remember agencies I can look up. If anyone has any suggestions for NW Indiana and Chicago, I will take them!