Work.
I'm sitting here in my old office, wondering how I did this every day. My old boss hired me back on only one day a week, just so I could make some extra money over the summer. . .and the hours just can't go by fast enough. I didn't realize I'd provided myself with such a non-structured life in the 2 years I've been gone. After two hours, I'm like, "ok, I need a smoke." Or better yet, a nap.
It just goes to show you though, the expectations of this job. I have time to post a Livejournal entry on the only day I'm here? It explains how I got so much done in my personal life when I had this job full time.
It is rainy and crappy today. Yesterday was beautiful. We went down to Myrtle Edwards park and just soaked up the sun. It was so relaxing and carefree, it's a wonder anyone succumbs to having a job at all. I don't mean all of you, or all of us, I mean the world in general. In Italy they take the entire month of August off for vacation. In many other places throughout the world they have regularly scheduled nap breaks, or tea times. They don't kill themselves as we do here in America.
Last night there was a party boat on the water. Just a huge boat with an actual dance floor, and blacklights flashing. As the boat rocked by I was asked, "who the hell parties like that on a Monday?" My answer was, "anyone who can afford that boat doesn't need to work the next morning."
How are we supposed to break out of that? Work our entire lives, to be able to enjoy our 60's? How can we enjoy life now? Work work work just to be able to play a little. It's sad. I am spoiled right now, by financial aid and a man who takes damn good care of me. But what about him? What about you? What about everyone else?
There is no answer to this, I know, but it frustrates me immensely. Oh well, back to the "job," I guess.
xo
It just goes to show you though, the expectations of this job. I have time to post a Livejournal entry on the only day I'm here? It explains how I got so much done in my personal life when I had this job full time.
It is rainy and crappy today. Yesterday was beautiful. We went down to Myrtle Edwards park and just soaked up the sun. It was so relaxing and carefree, it's a wonder anyone succumbs to having a job at all. I don't mean all of you, or all of us, I mean the world in general. In Italy they take the entire month of August off for vacation. In many other places throughout the world they have regularly scheduled nap breaks, or tea times. They don't kill themselves as we do here in America.
Last night there was a party boat on the water. Just a huge boat with an actual dance floor, and blacklights flashing. As the boat rocked by I was asked, "who the hell parties like that on a Monday?" My answer was, "anyone who can afford that boat doesn't need to work the next morning."
How are we supposed to break out of that? Work our entire lives, to be able to enjoy our 60's? How can we enjoy life now? Work work work just to be able to play a little. It's sad. I am spoiled right now, by financial aid and a man who takes damn good care of me. But what about him? What about you? What about everyone else?
There is no answer to this, I know, but it frustrates me immensely. Oh well, back to the "job," I guess.
xo