Before this quarantine/pandemic/chaos/shit storm, I was working 5 jobs in three different counties and cried on my three hour commutes from my apartment to my jobs. I was miserable and praying for a day or two off, but I knew that I couldn’t because none of my jobs offered sick leave/vacation time. I am a classic example of a recent graduate with no ideas of what I want to actually do.

Flash forward to March 13th, and I am working in a kindergarten class as a substitute teacher when I am told by the office staff that I will not be needed for the rest of the school year because school is now cancelled. I was shocked, but more than that, I was mad because I had finally filled every single day in March with sub days so I could pay rent! My other job in Davis sent out a mass email the following week to cancel in-person school and events. My jobs in Sacramento did the same. I watched as all of my jobs either disappeared or became possible through zoom; this meant no more driving for three hours, and spending $50 every 4 days for gas, and no more random classes that I would have to search for lesson plans. I was free.

I was able to find a part time gig in Sacramento as a babysitter/nanny for a family I have known for three years, and I was able to keep 3 out of my 5 jobs while remotely working. Everything felt off because of the face masks, and the not seeing any of my friends or family members, and having to get my groceries delivered, but really, it was a great time. I finally got to enjoy my apartment and bedroom that up till this point had just been a space that I slept; now it was an office, gym, and reading space.

Once the school year ended, my jobs stopped. My summer job at a camp was cancelled for obvious reasons. I went from making $3,000 a month to making nothing in a matter of weeks. My financial stability was completely obliterated. I was so close to paying off all of my debt, and I was about to start a certificate program at my community college back home to boost up my resume, but then I was left with nothing. I got the Door Dasher app to deliver food so that I could pay my last month of rent in Sacramento before moving back into my parents basement in Santa Cruz. I applied to over 100 jobs in the area with hopes that someone would need a remote office worker or customer service rep but nothing stuck.

I was tired of feeling sad and helpless during this economic depression and pandemic, so I created this blog. A place where I can talk about things I enjoy and that have always interested me. I get to promote my friends businesses, and I get to feel like I am doing something productive. All wins in my book.

So, thank you for reading this post, and go check out my other ones. It is a grand old time. Also, if you have any leads on jobs, let me know, cause I have bills to pay and door dashing is sucking my soul dry…