Letters from Sanford Street # 462

I've been eating ramen these past few days. That fortune cookie warning me not to "eat my fortune" kind of got me. Maybe everything will be alright. At this point, I don't really know.

I'd hate to think that I really have no choice when it comes to Door Dashing, but maybe that's where I'm at.

It's just that it doesn't always seem worth the effort.

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I haven't seen that number in about 6 months. Shit. What's the problem? The same fucking thing every week. There's no overtime.

I'm just trying to think about what to do.

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When I Door Dashed yesterday, as soon as I left my area, my area became an active delivery zone, this always happens. Waste of gas. I did two deliveries, and then I went home, my last delivery was right across the street from my apartment, so I figured, why not..

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I'm eating ramen only. I won't forget what the fortune cookie told me: "Do Not Eat Your Fortune."

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I didn't do anything for Thanksgiving.

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I'm just trying to think right now. Would I be better of getting a second job or something? What should I do? Should I just enjoy the reduced workload?

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What's the sensible thing to do right now with my portfolio? I think it would be to start funding my IRA and HSA for 2021, and I have until April 2022 to complete the process.

I guess it's really going to be ramen for the next few months. I just don't see myself coming up with an extra 10,000 over the next few months, four and a half months, and I just don't see that happening without 60 hour weeks from now until then.

And there just hasn't been much overtime, or, at least, I haven't been getting any.

Sometimes it feels like the universe is trying to level the playing field, but I'm at the bottom of the totem pole, so, of all the people to hold back, why me? I'm trying to advance like everyone else, so, why hold me back?

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When it comes to Door Dashing, honestly, using the milage expense method, delivering is either a wash, or a loss.

I have to come up with something else.

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I went to the buffet and ate. I didn't eat a ton of food, which was kind of disappointing, I went to Walmart and bought a phone mount and charger, some eggnog and a few boxes of noodles.

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I'm starting to wish that I hadn't closed me options and turned my portfolio over. I have to not do that. I wanted to reduce volatility, but it's just as bad as it was before.

I applied for a few positions internally.

I'd hate to admit this, but I feel stuck, I'm not getting any overtime, I can't transfer, really, I'm not really going anywhere with the company, and I don't want to lose my 401(k) match. I don't know how soon I can leave and keep it. My thinking is mid 2022, around the time my lease is up.  

I'm kind of disenchanted with things. This feels like the last few months when I was in Missouri. It felt as though the Universe itself wants to hold me back, or prevent me from advancing.

What do I do next? Where do I go?  

Let's say I try for a different job. What else? Maybe a second job or something?

I don't know, it feels like the harder I try, the harder things get.

I remember the last few weeks in Missouri, it felt like people at work were trying to make things difficult, it started at the hotel, and then, at the warehouse too. I ended up quitting both jobs. It really felt like people were really trying to fuck with me, or make things difficult.

I'm trying to think, my lease is up at the middle of next year, but my utility contract is up at the middle of 2023.

I don't really know what to do. I don't think I have the energy to take on a second full-time job, and I don't really have the time to take on a second full-time job, unless I move closer to home.

There is an Amazon facility in Arlington, maybe I could get in there. Maybe I could take up a second job close by.

I honestly really don't want to lose my 401(k) match.

Even if I took a higher paying job somewhere else, I'd have to eat the loss of that match, and, most employers don't allow participation in 401(k) benefits for a while, a year usually.

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