My Cup Runneth Over

Not literally, I wouldn’t waste good coffee like that.
Plus, in this house, the only thing running is metaphors.
I have slowed down on writing this past week, not because I don’t want to, but I have just been really busy.
If you have been following me at all, if not you can catch up anytime, you know that I was out of work, or sometimes with very little work, for a very long time and was recently hired at a local donut shop.
I am still waiting for the shop to be built, things like permits and inspections take forever. I was actually by there yesterday to sneak a peek, it still has a long way to go.
I have been delivering the University newspaper two days a week since March as well, its minimal hours, but it pays for some groceries.
Just last thursday, I came back from a month long break from the paper, they take this break each summer when students aren’t in class.
Saturday I got a call from the distribution manager asking me if I could help deliver the magazines they publish as well, same rate of pay, just more hours. I was all for it. They had several people quit with no notice and I had proven myself a reliable person over the past few months.
So suddenly I have three jobs. Delivering newspapers, awaiting becoming a baker at a donut shop, and now delivering magazines. ( each time you do a different task for the university, you get a different ID number, since I would technically be working for a different department, thus it’s a separate job. )
When I loaded up my first 1,000 magazines wends( out of several thousand I have yet to deliver), they asked me if I was handy with tools. Such a silly question if you know me at all. They needed some newspaper stands repaired, plexiglass changed, some handles fixed, springs lubed, painting, the works. Obviously this is in my wheelhouse, so I said yes. Now I have another University ID and Job number four.
A few months ago I was worried about how to pay rent, how to make sure my mom had food, and how to keep the a/c running when it was over 100 degrees.
Now, I have four jobs.
Granted I haven’t started at the Donut shop, but I know the job is mine.
I put in a 15 hour day yesterday, before I couldn’t get 15 hours in two weeks.
I have stability, mostly, I do need to save up for a car again.. but that's another topic. Today is good.
To top it all off, I have become close with someone for the first time in… well let’s skip the number, but it’s icing on top of a tasty cake. She makes me happy and I think I make her happy too.
I have had some bad days, bad months, bad years.. but today.. today is a good day.
I know this won’t get many views, it seem that unless I write about Trump, my views stay low, but I don’t care. I want to spread good things. Spread happy news, good things, and possitivity.
Stay happy.
Be well.

