Feeling A Bit Guilty

I’ve been feeling a bit guilty lately.  I know I shouldn’t really, but we’ve had so many people come into the cafe asking if there are any jobs going.  A few weeks ago that was me.  And if they’d come in a few weeks ago, they’d have had a chance perhaps.  I know I’m really lucky and should be counting my blessings, but I do feel bad for those desperately looking.  Especially as I was only signing on for a few months.  I am enjoying the job though still.  And I’m more or less settled in now.  Though I do worry about food getting sent back while I’m working in the kitchen.  I’m not that bad really though, just not too confident yet.  I hope all those other ladies manage to find something soon though.  But everything around here’s shutting.  Town’s dead these days.  So many empty shops.  Yet people are still saying there are plenty of jobs available?  Not here I’d say.  Again, I cannot believe how lucky I was.  Scary.

And on a scarier note, The Child has almost finished yet another year of school.  That means she’s not too far off being another year older.  That means she’s growing up.  Which means I’m getting older.  And I really shouldn’t dwell too much on this.  Too many scary things these days.  Including millions of spiders in my bathroom.  No idea where they’ve all come from either.