Up before the sun, pack the car with dive gear, have a light hotel breakfast, and drive to Port Hueneme for gas where a Tesla has parked itself roughly into a barricade. Home around 1:30pm and I’m due to start work for Sunrun tomorrow so I check my email to verify the online training that was discussed only to find that they want me in La Jolla this week and for future training. That I could’ve handled, but the mandatory weekends put a halt to that job as Caleb wants his nights and weekends with me.

I send a reply email and apologize for the misunderstanding. I’m grateful I don’t have to buy business casual attire last minute as I’m more of a black bottoms and uniform top, workout attire, or jeans and dresses type of employee. Caleb says I can stop looking for work as we thought it was a good idea, and some jobs can be fun and rewarding, but they’re too demanding on our schedule and not necessary for our survival… for now.

I logout of and unsubscribe from job search engines and job openings notifications. This somehow relieves some stress from Caleb too knowing that I will have more fun and interesting days instead of just talking about whichever customer was the most memorable that shift. We do laundry after dinner which means crosswords at the laundry mat and reading when we get home. This is one of my four-thousand plus Mondays with over nineteen-hundred behind me. I’m grateful to leave the workforce yet again and spend my start of the week every day.