The most annoying thing about being in an industry that is mostly short to medium length contracts is the dead time between jobs where you become broke. What I mean is that when your contract ends you aren’t always informed in advance so you end up on unemployment. One day you know your finances, the next you aren’t making much and don’t know when you’ll make money again. Who knows – it could take months or years to get another contract. It sucks!
My longtime readers know that I worked my way up from nothing to get where I am today, so I don’t have the luxury of a safety net. I have an extra burden that comes with having to live for years not making enough money to satisfy basic needs – like food. Lucky or me, those days are over, but the damage remains.
I am slowly getting to the point where I can have savings to help make this bullshit easier and pay my way out of that but not quite where I want to be yet. I know those of you who also worked hard to get where you are understand this struggle. Keep working! Keep positive! :D
I am glad that I managed to get a better job from my last one but I am now in that awkward “making money again but catching up from being broke for awhile” phase. The stupid thing is that due to the many abruptly-ended contracts I have done thanks to surprise mergers and budget cuts I have never built my work wardrobe up to a point where I’m confident that I can make it a week without having to freak out that I might have to wear the same pants as yesterday again. The second that I start making progress building it up the contract gets ended because we aren’t needed thanks to a merger or whatever. I have to immediately put life on just life support only. Pull the brakes. Dim the cabin lights.
By the time I get a new job much of that stuff I had built up in my wardrobe from the last one is worn out so I have to start over again. Or it’s a different dress code. But it’s more complicated than that.
In the northeast we have seasons. Not only do I have to build up a weekly wardrobe – I have to do it for each season. I do not work in an industry where you can look slouchy and still have a job. So I am prioritizing what I have to buy to get through the week in a new corporate culture with a new standard for dress (my last job was all jeans, this one is more fancy). In a few weeks it’ll be easier, but it’s frustrating to begin the cycle over and over again. I guess that’s life. I am not complaining – I am lucky that I can even do this. I just hate how annoying it is to shop for women’s fashion. Don’t even get me started on how much of a pain in the ass bra shopping is going to be.
So anyway, winter sucks. My skin is dry and getting wrinkles because of the dryness. The people at Paula’s Choice were nice enough to send me some free samples of their RESIST and Moisture Boost lines after I emailed them asking a question about their products. I kind of love their stuff. They didn’t pay me to say this.
(Actually the point of me writing this is that I am frustrated that I have to wait some weeks before I can afford to buy anything thanks to what I wrote above.)
The Paula’s Choice Moisture Boost line I didn’t like as much as the RESIST because – I kid you not – the Skin Perfecting 1% BHA Lotion Exfoliant smelled like sulfur and cat piss. It radiated 8 feet away such that my husband could smell it in the next room. The other products in the line worked beautifully so if you don’t need that product you’ll be fine.
The Paula’s Choice RESIST line is actually the best thing I have ever tried in my entire life. Just 1 day of using it totally transformed my skin from being slightly dry to absolutely smooth with no blackheads. Wrinkles were gone. I kept touching my face to make sure it was still me. It was THAT impressive. So, as soon as I recover from last year’s tumultuous job climate I plan to buy this line.
I HIGHLY recommend that anyone with skin issues contact these people. I did it just because I was bored and curious. I am glad that I did. They seem very “no BS” and high quality – which is basically how I live my entire life. Why put a yak on your head when you can just put a small parrot on your head? I like simple!