There's a Reason for Everything

So...ever wonder why shit happens in your life? Then later, after it's over or when something finally goes your way, you look back and are like... ahh, so that's why that happened, or so that's why it took so long (whatever "it" was).

That's what happened to me now. My reasons for what's happened in my life so far, even why it took me so long to get a job, are clicking into place.

To me, I do believe there is a God (I am Christian) and that there's a reason for everything. Mock me all you want, but I don't really care so you're wasting your time if you make fun of me. I'm not going to tell you to "believe or go to hell" because in my opinion everyone has a choice to what they want to believe, or if they don't want to that's fine too but be respectful of others. Anyway, with that disclaimer out of the way, here's what I've been thinking the past few days since I got hired and started working.

I was looking for a job forever since I graduated last June. I mean an actual job, not just one through an agency or temporary. I preferably wanted one in my field of study of course, which was printing. Yes, I went to college for that. But anyway, after I applied many times, got several interviews and failed, I got a "temporary" job at Transcon (a print company, though I worked in the mail room) through and agency. I worked there in Halifax full time for a few months, ended up having to move to Bedford and pay 450$ a month for rent. Which isn't bad, but I mean it's still a large chunk of your paycheck for someone starting out, plus everything else that comes with living on your own.

So like a couple of days after I paid the landlords for November rent, I was home in Truro for the weekend and on Sunday I got a call from my agency saying that I wasn't going to get anymore shifts at Transcon for that week. I asked my agent why and he said he didn't know, but that he would follow up with me the next day and I should call him. So I waited, and called. No answer. I called a couple more times, still nothing. He didn't even return the calls, even after I left a message and emailed him. I didn't hear from him again. To this day I have no idea why Transcon (for their reasons I mean) kicked me off like that, when there were people there worse than me.

Anyway, I guess that job was probably given to me by God to help me through the Christmas season, as well as to save up to get this laptop that I desperately needed. As for why I ended up not getting hired, I think it's because I wouldn't have liked it in the long run, and I did not look forward to getting up at 6 am every morning. In a way it's a good thing that they kicked me off before I got hired permanently, because I know I'd have ended up hating it probably after a few more months of working there and quitting. Besides, it was backbreaking work, I had to work around bitchy people and it was just not the kind of place I wanted to be in for 8 - 10 hours everyday.

Now with that being said, I ended up not having a job for another 4 months after that. And it sucked yeah, being broke really does suck, now I think I know why. I figure, if I had gotten hired by a printing company full time, they likely wouldn't have let me take the time off to see James, since sometimes companies don't allow you to take any amount of time off for three months or whatever, especially the big professional companies. And some won't even let you take a week straight off, until you've saved up your vacation time, and sometimes you have to be there for a year to get any amount of vacation time.

Also, God waited until now to give me this job because He knew I was going to like working at this company and He knew I needed money for when James comes. So He (I) was waiting until the Dollar Store was hiring, so that's why I didn't get it until now because they weren't hiring until now. And I didn't get hired at any other place, because this is the place I'm supposed to be, at least for now. I'm sure that the longer I work there, the more I can start to apply for print jobs, and see how mine and James' relationship goes from here, and after our first meeting.

And SO, in conclusion, this makes me even more confident that James will come because everything is starting to align. God gave me this job because He knows that I am going to meet James, that the dollar store would give me the time off I need to spend time with James. Oh yeah, it's all coming together.

I don't know if this entry made sense to anyone else, or if people are going to scoff and think that I'm crazy. I don't really care, because it makes perfect sense to me. It's my life. I'm not bothering anyone else by it.

I've also told some of my co-workers about James, and they said it's cool and they're excited to meet him. So that's cool, I guess I'll bring him into my work when he comes just to show him off :P

So I think that's all for now, I'm getting really excited and I hope that he is more successful in getting his passport next week.