As most of you know – the area we live in is not known for its vast array of employment. Most do what they can. Some opt to move as I did for close to three decades. The big, bad city 100 miles to our west inherited many a country cast off. Blue chip kids land in Harris County – prepared to make their mark. Often the mark of Houston will be left on them as was my case and countless others. Unless one has money and/or connections I recommend you avoid the bright lights. I moved to the Galleria area with all intents and purpose of succeeding.
I was naive and believed good would right wrong. Granted it does but often not too quickly. I knew no one and therefore had to make my own way. I lived in a great area – inside the 610 Loop close to the Galleria but the apartments were rather less than stellar. Neglected would be a nice word as the owner was waiting to make a killing with a sale. I did not have a car so I took the bus – and stood in hot, cold, rain, darkness so I could at some point stand in a foreign country and that I did.
I worked as a temporary for 15 years which enabled me to travel when I wished. Of course 20/20 hindsight is the best and were I afforded the opportunity to do it all over I would have acquired employment with a major corporation which would have offered a retirement. Those who did that are now enjoying the fruits of their labors. Nevertheless – we move forward with the knowledge we have and often that knowledge will create more questions than it answers. We are flawed for a variety of reasons and those cracks in our armor can promote situations most would avoid.
I stayed true to my Christian faith through out and never missed a chance to share the Word. Only time will tell how much good resulted from my 28 years in Houston? The last five years were horrible – apartments torn down, had to move. Landed in the vile clutches of an evil landlord whose track record as a slum landlord well documented. My Mom died, my dad had a stroke and I was illegally evicted. Nobody cared.
Landed back in Kountze where I cared for my Dad who had suffered a stroke. My pets and I survived Houston and were thankful to be back in the sticks. The scent of the tall pines created a sense of peace which I longed for. Once dad passed the need to earn an income came sharply into focus and I learned yet again why so many flee rural living.
Opportunities are not a plenty and what jobs there are – often earmarked for friends, brown nosers whose IQ will not create a panic attack in the hearts of those whose self esteem is lacking. Drove more than one car into the ground.
Now I am semi-retired and still work part-time – choosing where and when I want to work. For those who are seeking employment – I suggest retail. If one can – land a job online. Some companies are hiring customer service reps – from home. It seems to be more and more a viable resolution. The pay can vary but tends to be $10 an hour. One thing for sure – you won’t wear your vehicle out. You won’t have to dress up or impress some CEO. You can wear your pjs – sip a cup of coffee – all from the comfort of your home. Whatever you do – buyer beware. Don’t expect the world to be fair because you are a good person. That is similar to expecting a bull not to attack you because you are a vegetarian.
Have a great journey!!