i moved to new york city on august 2nd, 2009. i used to bartend 3-4 nights and nanny four days each week, and this site chronicled those stories. i now bartend 2 nights, teach chess lessons to children most afternoons, and try to be a good neighbor. this site now chronicles my new life and my journey toward full-time mission work. have a drink. kiss a baby. send me financial support? follow the life and times of the bartending nanny. play like a champion today.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
subways are speeding metal cornucopias of both bottomless despair and limitless hope. so many personalities and conversations; both screaming and silent.
i’m on the 1 train and headed home from work. justin mcroberts is singing to me and no one knows it. headphones are a lone ranger subway passenger’s greatest ally. justin’s music has meant loads to me over the years. no matter what new music i am getting into or allowing to grow on me, i find myself hanging out with justin’s melodies nearly every day.
this weekend at my bar job has run quite the gamut. i both played chess with a four year old and nearly started a literal fistfight with a coworker last night. tonight, i had one of the best shifts i’ve had at this gig so far.
i laughed hard with the rest of the staff about the pronunciation of a new employee’s name. (it’s “kwesi”, by the way, pronounced “cwazy”, and we inserted his name into any song with “crazy” in the lyrics. yes, k-ci and jojo’s “crazy” was the most fun.) the coworker from last night and i were able to move on, returning to our regular friendly form. i worked hard and well, including crafting the best margaritas i’ve ever made. they were delicious, believe me. a guest who makes, according to him, very particular ones at home raved about them, and i of course made a little extra to enjoy myself. it was a good night, and a night i needed.
bartending can be a blast and usually is for me. i am a good bartender in every sense of the definition, and i truly enjoy having the skills and using them. at this job, i work more hours than i have at most others and make less money than i ever have. this gives me pause at times.
should i stay or go? is it greedy to pursue greater financial gain elsewhere when i could have more time as well, using both the hours and the currency to invest in the kingdom? is there something God has for me to do here? someone God has for me to love intentionally here? may i be still, listen and obey.
thanks for reading. happy your day, moms.
