Since I always do a year-in-review post, it means that the first (or in this case, second) week of January describes two weeks.
The week between Christmas and New Year's, I went into the office Tuesday through Friday. On December 27, I went to Brownies! Brownies! Brownies! for the last time. I first went there in 2019, since they were right by the church where I helped tutor youth in a Tongan ward. But then inflation (after a pandemic) has forced them to shut down. I think it also doesn't help that they were kind of in a weird location. I'm sad they're closing down, but I also don't make it out to Sugar House that much these days.
My niblings returned to California on December 30. New Year's Eve was very boring; I spent some time reading all my journal entries from 2022. I often find myself a little sad when a year ends, but I wasn't sad this time.On New Year's Day, I made a New Year's Day soup with blackeyed peas, ham, and vegetables, served with a side of cornbread. Blackeyed peas are a traditional New Year's Day food in the South, so I've adopted that, since we don't really have any New Year's foods here. (Maybe Martinelli's? I had some of that too.)
My life is one big question mark right now. My internship with the Church History Department is ending, but I will be working part-time as a contractor. And no one there knows what's going on, and it doesn't help that people have been out of the office for the holidays. Will I have the same cubicle or any cubicle at all? Will my badge work? Who is my supervisor? No one really seems to know. I have also applied to a couple of jobs in the department.
I also interviewed for another part-time job, and they were going to get back to me this upcoming week. But I've decided I don't want to take it. Having two part-time jobs is not ideal, just something to do until I get something permanent. The same can be said for having one part-time job. So I would rather just have one job, especially since I have enough money saved.
I had an interview this week for another job, which sounds like it would be fun, and I thought the interview went well. That job is in Utah County. What would my life be like if I got it? Would I commute? Would I move closer? With roommates or solo? Would I take Reggie with me? Who knows. What a weird time of my life!
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