The Winds of Change
I feel unsettled tonight, as if things are happening out there that are about to strike.
Things are happening to my friends, good, bad and indifferent -- some graduations, some divorces, some moves, and so on -- but so far my life has been pretty static. Mostly it goes along as it is. Tiredness hits, stress hits, but real change -- no.
Frankly, I'm kind of bored with my own life. It could use a bit of a shake-up. But -- big caveat -- only in a good way. I've gone through my share of trauma, and I don't want more right now -- I want good change. The most important good change would be a new job.
Men -- do I really want a boyfriend? I go in and out of being cynical about men. I look at the shitty husbands I have known, the guys who are just obnoxious to their wives, and think -- do I really need this? And then I look at some of my male friends and think: oh, but he's lovely to his wife. (and yes, the lovely men are all married: which does not leave a lot of hope for finding a lovely and single man).
So a new job is really where its at. One more thing that needs to get done this weekend: find a new job and apply for it. Really, I've applied to so many jobs over the last few years, and it never gets me anywhere. Where's the job on a golden platter? Don't I get that? No?
My friends are dealing with the changes in their lives, some coping but just, some looking forward but with some trepidation, some glorying in the accomplishment of tangible completion and moving on to the next phase. Finish a degree, find a job. Finish a degree, move out of town. Divorce a husband, sell a house, find a new place to live and a new life to go along with that. Place an ad, start interviewing boyfriends. Work that goes from forty hours per week to fifty. Finish a job, get laid off, look for new work. Change the work you do.
So the winds of change are blowing around my friends. And me, I go along as I have. Things slowly getting better in many ways, but the big things don't change. And by big things, I mean my job. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful to have a job. But I'd like to have a new one, preferably with a boss who is not insane. And more interesting work. Different work. Challenging in all the good ways.
The future's so bright I have to wear shades. Or maybe bifocals.
Things are happening to my friends, good, bad and indifferent -- some graduations, some divorces, some moves, and so on -- but so far my life has been pretty static. Mostly it goes along as it is. Tiredness hits, stress hits, but real change -- no.
Frankly, I'm kind of bored with my own life. It could use a bit of a shake-up. But -- big caveat -- only in a good way. I've gone through my share of trauma, and I don't want more right now -- I want good change. The most important good change would be a new job.
Men -- do I really want a boyfriend? I go in and out of being cynical about men. I look at the shitty husbands I have known, the guys who are just obnoxious to their wives, and think -- do I really need this? And then I look at some of my male friends and think: oh, but he's lovely to his wife. (and yes, the lovely men are all married: which does not leave a lot of hope for finding a lovely and single man).
So a new job is really where its at. One more thing that needs to get done this weekend: find a new job and apply for it. Really, I've applied to so many jobs over the last few years, and it never gets me anywhere. Where's the job on a golden platter? Don't I get that? No?
My friends are dealing with the changes in their lives, some coping but just, some looking forward but with some trepidation, some glorying in the accomplishment of tangible completion and moving on to the next phase. Finish a degree, find a job. Finish a degree, move out of town. Divorce a husband, sell a house, find a new place to live and a new life to go along with that. Place an ad, start interviewing boyfriends. Work that goes from forty hours per week to fifty. Finish a job, get laid off, look for new work. Change the work you do.
So the winds of change are blowing around my friends. And me, I go along as I have. Things slowly getting better in many ways, but the big things don't change. And by big things, I mean my job. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful to have a job. But I'd like to have a new one, preferably with a boss who is not insane. And more interesting work. Different work. Challenging in all the good ways.
The future's so bright I have to wear shades. Or maybe bifocals.