Wow. So yesterday was a totally amazing day. As brutal and long as it was, it all paid off, as you can read about on my team blog with El Ryan. But the best part I haven't yet mentioned.

Apparently, I may be eligible for a different job with the Municipal government in Toronto. If I get the opportunity to take this, I would be working 9-5, on a salary TWICE as much as what the bottling plant would be offering, and I'd get to share the trip with the person who has offered to get me the job, a certain Karen Phillips, mom of a friend of mine from the gifted class.

Now, the bottling plant is 12 hours a day, plus 20 minute transit each way, so I'd be gone for nearly 13 hours a day - leaving me time only to sleep and wake up. The shifts would alternate between days and nights (I believe, on a weekly or biweekly basis).
Compare this to the 8 hour days in Toronto (admittedly an hour long bus trip each way) - totalling 10 hours a day, 2 of which I can spend sleeping, reading, or forcing myself to do other productive things. I could carpool with Karen to the bus each morning, and easily pay off my car in record time.

The problem is I don't have the job yet. She said she could get it for me in an instant, so I'm hoping that it's a sure deal. I have a sense of dread regarding this bottling job which has only increased over the last month or so. I also feel a certain anxiety because I had told them that I was finishing up this year, when in fact, I am not. I was intending to work for a year and then say that I had found an opportunity elsewhere, but I felt bad nonetheless. I'm not the kind of person who can lie to someone. It was honestly really hard. If I get this opportunity, all I have to do is say that I've got a better opportunity working less hours for more money and that I have to take it. If this pans out, I may not need to go to Police College as I anticipated. The salary is better than that of a cop (initially anyway), and if it is something I don't mind doing, there would be no reason to stop. Obviously there would be things I'd still do, like finish my degree (2 credits short by the end of this year, I believe). But life would be so smooth, and with Ryan living in Toronto, it might possible to see him every once in a while!

I hate to say that I'm somewhat excited at the prospect of work in Toronto, but I am. I am not a city person by any means, but I can appreciate the environment if I don't have to live in it.

It's probably too late now, but I don't want to get my hopes up, because if I have to take this bottling job, I will be heartbroken.