So, I thought this nannying job would be ideal. I get paid under the table (hopefully 125 a week like I was told) and get a two hour break for lunch. Not only am I already bored, but my boss is one of those psycho bible humping, Armageddon spewing types. She works out of her home, actually off of her couch to be exact--convincing people to let her get them out of debt so that they do not have to file for bankruptcy.
Anyways, being stuck in a small room with a 4mo old isn't exactly stimulating. Here's how I've coped. I've taught myself how to juggle round baby toys, square baby toys, baby toys that make noise, squishy baby toys, fizzy baby toys--you get the idea.
The positive side of this is I have plenty of time to think, but I spent too much time in my head already. I want a job that pulls me out of it. so nevermind, that's not positive.
What am I getting at? Work in general just sucks. We only do it because we need money; otherwise, it's completely unnecessary. I mean, why not grow your own food, make your own clothes, shit outside, hunt, gather fruit, spend time doing what you LIKE (art, music, widdling, WHATEVER) then call it a night? Why the hell not?
I think what I really need is a commune, but since that's unrealistic at this point, I'll just make the best of what I have.
Things to do this week that will completely disinterest you.
-send my poetry out to at least 2 literary magazine
-email Amy Fleury.
-dance some more
-not spend money
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