The one benefit to being unemployed is that you don't get that pit in your stomach (actually I have had the pit since April 18th, but who's keeping track) on Sunday evenings as you realize that you've got to stop and get ready for the new work week.
I would do laundry, iron, make lunch and have the sense that ooops - got to get to bed early fresh start and then there would be all the things I would need to do, make a list for , all because I spent too much time having a weekend of other chores and errands.
Now all I do is chores and errands and I feel like I cannot keep up. Whats the deal with that. There use to never be piles of crap on the kitchen counter or table and now there are mounds.
I do keep a schedule but lions and tigers and bears oh my - how life on the other side can be so unmanageable. Its creepy.
So where am I in the process, anger, guilt, depression, you suckedness or just plain baffled. Hmmm. I think I am at the baffling point ready to go for the crazed silliness of finding Nirvana.
I just had to write . I finished a 20 minute online application that actually asked me if I was ever mentally cruel towards adults over the age of 60. (not that I know of - but I can think of some friends who when they turn 60 I will start trying....) The freaking thing took so long to fill out I wanted to scream. I am tired of telling people I am a white female with no criminal record. I Would love to say I am clown from Uganda with just 20 years behind bars me for violating the no spitting on chickens law........(I was just trying to think of something funny.. please not animal activist replies....... )
So as you all get ready for bed with that little pit of just another week - know that I will be having just another day.too - pit and all.....grateful that I can search for a new opportunity to kick ass, be totally creative and best of all, make those I work with Smile........
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have you been cruel to people over the age of 60?
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