Work Ethics

I was always brought up to know that when I had a job I should do it to the best of my ability, be on time, etc. So, as I have been sitting at this job for the last month and a half, I'm appreciating the fact that I have good work ethic. I'm the last temp there, and we started with four. But I'm the one who hasn't been talking on my cell phone, checking my email/facebook, talking to the girl next to me constantly, getting up to get a snack or walk around, etc., constantly. I'm always on time and always make sure they know when I leave. And I'm assuming that those are the reasons I'm still earning a paycheck right now and the other girls are not.
Of course, helping with payroll has shown me more about others' work ethic, too. The company I'm working for is a home health agency with providers who go out to help people the government has declared to need help due to mental/physical/age disabilities. They help clean, shop, bathe, dress, etc. for these clients. They're supposed to call in their time to the number which logs them in and out when they call. I am the on ewho cleans up the database as they consistently do it wrong. And I see them working the wrong hours, less hours, more hours, basically whenever they want. I hear about them calling to say they can't work because they don't have money for gas. Any other job, if they tried to pull something like that, they wouldn't last long. I just don't understand why they think it's okay.
I guess I never really knew people before that didn't hae a good work ethic. See how much I'm learning through all these experiences?

An Off-handed Compliment

So, I've still been working at the temp job where I'm helping with the payroll database. They moved me the other day to a different desk to help one of the girls who was behind since another girl quit. Anyway, she didn't really have much for me to do so I teasingly asked if she wanted me to move back to my other desk. She said "no" and that I was actually keeping her from cursing so much.
It made me feel really good. I haven't said anything to the girls at this job about how much their cursing bothers me even though they do it quite a bit. I just also knew (or thought I knew) that this job wouldn't last too long. So, anyway, it makes me feel good that they have noticed that I'm different and don't cuss and don't like it. It makes me feel like God is answering my constant prayer that I'll be a light for Him to those around me.

Adulthood

When I grow up, I want to be . . .

. . . I have no idea.

I'm almost 30 years old and besides being a stay-at-home mom and writing and crafting and doing my direct sales business, I don't know what else I want to be besides Jeremy's wife. I've been doing this temp job for almost three weeks now and had two interviews with other companies (may have gotten one of the other jobs, but not sure yet). When they ask me what my long-term plans are, I'm very honest with them. I say I want to eventually be able to stay home with kids. In the meantime, however, I don't know what I want to do, besides something I can enjoy that makes a decent paycheck.
The guy who has been helping me at the temp agency asked me what I wanted to do and I told him I didn't know. Maybe I'll figure it out before I'm forty.

I don't really like adulthood sometimes. I like the freedom it comes with, but not the cost of said "freedom." I don't like taxes . . . especially since we'll have to pay them again this year (the really big downside to not having kids). I don't like having to have a job. I don't like bills that come due before the paycheck comes in that make your checking account bounce. I don't like fees or sales tax or the price of gas. I don't like having to make tough decisions and then live with whatever consequences come with them. Is adulthood what you thought it would be like when you were a kid? I'm not sure it's like what I thought it would be like.