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Six months later

Okay, now it’s six months later and I have a nice place to live, a job with some great guys that I work for and they’re even teaching me to do electrical work.  All in all, I’m not doing too darn bad for a 20 year old.  I’m slowly getting my apartment fixed up the way I want it.  Every time I do something to improve it, like lay ceramic tile in the bathroom and kitchen, they give me something off of my rent even though they know the materials come from the dumpsters on the job.

They are great people.  Mrs. Thomas is always asking if I want something they had left over at dinner.  I think she cooks extra just so she can give me some.  She’s a great cook too.  They let me wash my clothes in their laundry room which is a room off from the garage I live over.  They keep trying to get me ‘fixed up’ with a young lady but I have more important things to do with my time and money right now.  I have to take care of myself first and then maybe I’ll start looking around to see what’s available.  At any rate, I like my life right now and don’t need any complications.

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I got paid today

I was really surprised when they handed me a check today.  The pay period runs from Wednesday to Wednesday with overtime available for those who want or need it.  I’m working all they will let me.  I have to get out of that cheap motel and into an apartment of my own.  At least I have a roof over my head and what I made will cover the room for next week.

I’ll probably pick up a Sunday paper and check out apartments around here.  All I want is a small place.  It doesn’t have to be furnished.  I can sleep on the floor until I can find a bed or at least a mattress to throw on the floor.  I sure hope they have yard sales and flea markets here like they did back home.  I don’t mind second hand until I can afford better and I will have better some day soon.

Well I gotta find a place to wash my clothes and pay for my room so I have clean clothes and a roof over my head for next week.  Check ya later.

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Arizona, here I come

When I got here, all it took was one look at this small town and I knew I was home.  All I had done was took a picture of Arizona, cut it out and threw a dart at it.  Where ever it stuck, that’s where I headed.  It took me 3 days to get there from South Carolina but I made it.

I got a motel room, a news paper and a burger and started plotting my course.  The first thing I looked for was a job.  There was an ad in the paper for a carpenters helper.  It didn’t start you off very well but it did say that the pay rate was dependant on what you could show them that you could do.  I got a good nights sleep and was at their door at 6:30 a.m.  I didn’t know the ad had just come out that very day I got the paper.  I was hired by 7:30.

I was on my way!!  They told me what time to be back in the morning and introduced me to the guy I would be working with.  He was a pretty nice guy and we got along great the whole week we worked together.  He stuck me on every odd job he could find just to see what I could do.  I must have passed the test because I got a $5 an hour raise the next week.  I felt like I was on top of the world.