I love to write but I know I will never have the dream career or anything else. Life is hard and if you actually make it to 30 without killing yourself then you're already doing better than most.
My first painting.
Friday, April 29, 2011
I have NO idea what I want to be when I grow up??
I am in my early thirties. I feel and act like I am much younger. I see no problems with the lifestyle choice I have made. My husband and I are in agreement that we do not want children. I am mature and dependable and all those important things but when it comes to planning for the future.... I got nothing. I went to college for a few years off and on. 5 to be exact. I never found anything that I wanted to do so I dropped out and started managing a restaurant at night. I loved it and I loved the people. I miss it terribly. It got shut down during the economic shit fall of 2008. I have worked one job since then and it was hard as fuck to even get that one. I even stooped to the low level of telemarketing I was so desperate. I won't do that again, I will sell fruit on the street corner before I spend 5 hours a day getting hung up on or cussed at 80% of the time. I guess some are destined for greatness and maybe I am too, I'm just pacing myself so I don't freak anyone out. LOL. Someone has to do the bullshit jobs at gas stations and restaurants. I accept the fact that it is me. I am cool with that! I just thought I was supposed to be doing something better. Maybe I am, hopefully people will read this crap and realize that pretty much everyone's life sucks the same.... just at different times. I always thought it would be cool to be a writer and since I can't do that, I will blog my heart out and hope someone sees my quick wit and awesome charm and let me write for them. I am working on a book about how it's okay to be a nobody. I have done it just fine for 30+ years and I am still loving life and maintaining valuable relationships while not compromising who I am or embarrassing my family. I think that is pretty good. I don't have any illegitimate children, I'm not on drugs, and I even do random acts of kindness just because it feels fucking great. My life is pretty amazing considering that some would not be able to handle my life. I love it, so what if I have no idea what kind of job I want. If I have learned anything; it is not WHAT you know it is WHO you know. Sucks donkey balls but it's true. I know some dumb-ass people that have good jobs and I promise it's not because they are awesome workers, it's because they know someone already that works there. Unfair if you ask me, but no one ever does. I know because I have been one of them. Bastards. I'm just jealous that's all. At least I can admit that. I will get my toe hold in the burger industry, until then I am forced to complain while sitting on my ever growing ass watching Netflix. Loving me some movies!!
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