Had To Turn It Down

I was offered a janitorial job from a job placement agency today.
I turned it down. Even though going back to work would probably help me.
I'm just not interested in janitorial. I need a career change.
Working with chemicals isn't good for me in the first place.
Plus, I would have had to start tonight and that's kind of short notice.
I would like some time to think about it and some time to prepare for it.
I don't want to be a janitor for the rest of my life. I don't.
It's very unfulfilling for me. With my last jobs, I was going through the motions.
I was doing what had to get done to get through it.
I was doing the same things over and over and over.
I don't mind repetitive tasks, but I don't think I was meant to be a cleaner forever.

Cleaners aren't very appreciated. Cleanliness is, but not the cleaners.
Cleanliness is one of those things people often take for granted
until they don't have it, then sh*t hits the fan.
People will complain if it's not to their standards.
Yet, they will not clean up after themselves, because it's 'not their job.'
"Don't worry about it, the cleaner will do it."
Cleaners are like at the bottom of the work chain. It's a lot of stress, too.
Because cleaners are expected to do an above great job,
with very little time to do this above great job.
So, I turned the job down. I told them that if they give me more notice,
and find me a job that starts off part time, offers training in the administration field,
that I would consider it.

However, maybe I want to go another route.
Maybe I want to go a route where I can gain more experience
in something else that I would actually enjoy doing.

Anyway, there is more than just one field and one job in said field.
There's always more out there. Things we haven't considered, yet.
Options we haven't explored, yet.

Today, I've been feeling a lot better.
Something happened today... It's kind of funny.
I misplaced my book. I was looking for it all over the place.
I was struggling looking for it, because I just wanted to find it.

So I asked the universe to help me find it.
I said, "Please help me find the book I'm looking for."
I tried not to focus on the fact that I couldn't find it.
I had a burst of energy so I started cleaning up.
I got this message: "Keep cleaning, and you will find it."
Then I saw it out of the corner of my eye.

Another thing happened. I wanted to find something else.
A notebook. It has the number of my mother's cousin in it.
I want to call her and reach out to her.
I found the notebook today, while I was cleaning.
I also opened it, right to the page with her phone number.
I can't make this stuff up.

Anyway, I feel pretty good today.
I found some things I was looking for and some things I wasn't.
I got a call from a friend and made plans to see her next week.
It came up in conversation that she needs help with something.
So I told her I would help her. She wasn't asking for my help,
and she didn't even call me about that, but if it comes up, it comes up.
If I can help, I will help.
There are certain people I really do not mind helping.
People who don't expect it from me, who actually appreciate it,
and who actually care about me.

I've been practicing my verbal communication skills lately.
I realized that I have issues in that department.
So I need to do something about that.
Otherwise, I'll continue to have issues in that department.