A fairly quiet day. Writing officially begins next week (more about that later), so I spent a lot of today doing things around the house and surfing the internet. During my surfing I happened to research flights to South Africa. I've always wanted to go but was freshly inspired when browsing for interesting magazines I found
this one. What I discovered as a result of my extensive research was that it's OH MY GOSH PRICEY to travel to S.A., esp. for 2.
No, I'm really not sure why this would have surprised me. However it is most inconvenient as I have a jonesing like you wouldn't believe to visit there.
In considering alternatives for getting some extra cash quickly, an option near the top of the list is going to be taking my bidness across the street to the skeevy go-go lounge which stubbornly remains open despite widespread talk of its lease expiring plus a steady stream of nasty glances from its next-door neighbors (aka my new condo complex) (aka Yuppie Haven).
I figure, you can't really beat a 30 second commute, plus I would need no additional schooling to perform the job which is gyrating for dollars. Also I would want to gain my dollars for Africa in a setting where no one would recognize me. Heaven forbid if I were to be a go-go dancer anywhere that my clients frequent - THAT would certainly make therapy sessions more interesting than usual!
That effectively eliminates Hooters which is only a few blocks away. I realize that there it would be more draping and cooing and giggling, but it still falls into the general peddling T&A category. I'm not sad about the loss of said option, though because I have a severe allergy to the color day-glo orange and the hives I would contract by being that constantly and thoroughly immersed in it at my place of business would cause the patrons to throw fewer dollars at me and I'll never get to Africa that way.
I'm guessing that this whole line of thought may be moot anyway because 1. I'm pretty certain that the husband would not be thrilled by my ideas of increasing the household budget and 2. he has a fear of contracting malaria and other Dread Diseases. I'll have to keep you posted...