On Friday I bid farewell to the Mission Inn Hotel and Spa. After much thought and prayer, and after talking it over with the husband, I am very happy to say that I am leaving the Mission Inn. "Why?" You ask? For one, it does not pay well at all. Let's just say that I made more the year I graduated high school than I do now, in the year after I graduated college. But the hotel industry is apparently notorious for paying sucky wages--thanks for giving me a heads up, guys! Secondly, I was starting to get really sucky shifts. I started having to close two nights a week, which meant not getting off until 10:00 PM, and on every other night, I would not get off until 7:00 or 8:00 PM. I was only getting to see Chris for a few hours a night, hours in which both of us were extremely tired--too tired to actually make our time together quality. We kept missing each other, kept missing out on spending quality time together, kept missing each other at our best... And we figured that if I am going to be doing mundane office work (i.e. answering phones, filing, entering data) I may as well have normal hours and be make some money at it. So, I'm making a change. I put my two weeks last Monday, and this coming Friday (two days away!) is my last day. Am I sad? No. Am I worried that I won't find another job? I am glad you asked, Reader. I was actually just hired as a secretary for the City of Corona. Hello, higher pay and normal hours! How I have missed you...
