i am finally and officially demoted at work! no longer will i hear people calling my name to deal with the freight dock or take phone calls from internal sources. now begins the time when i can tell people that i'm not in charge of anything and they'll have to ask my supervisor. free to inhabit slackerville at last, i'm a glorious part-time employee.
you didn't honestly think i'd depart from responsibility just to sit on my butt and eat bonbons, did you? nope. i've taken on some contract work over the next few months to keep me busy and make extra money. in the meantime, i fully intend to get around to a few of those projects always saved for "when i have time" and basically get a life.
megan and i went to a museum yesterday sometime between sushi and gelato. they had the cutest little exhibit of british and american screenprinting. we also stopped by the gourmet shop to see ladonna and do some wedding planning for megan. (she is completely UNbridal and thus super fun to help with wedding plans.) i was inspired to buy gifts for people - a feat that really doesn't take much motivation for me - and go home to play with my tape and glue to make things more festive. tonight we're off to the ballet with some out-of-town friends. am i cultural or what?
of course, my "side projects" will be taking a ton of time as well. between the teaching and directing and cleaning up the house i think i'll be able to stay busy enough so that i won't be tempted to regret my decision to step down from my other job. the timing seems to be right for a change. last week i thought about what kind of a person i really want to be. it's been a while since i really contemplated that. oh sure, there have been passing thoughts, but on the whole i was too busy simply functioning to move forward. now i'm going somewhere. i have no idea where.
for fuck's sake, that's a scary thought.
beh. i'm luckier than most. i'll just go with it for now. it can't be any suckier than not sleeping enough and then being stressed out all the time over nothing really while you wonder to yourself, "is this really my life?" totally sucky, and boring to boot. i mean, REALLY.
exciting cultural plans before the ballet:
getting a potholder
depositing checks
taking holly to stare at chinchillas
5 comments:
I wish you the best of luck. I mean, really...getting just the right potholder is extremely important. Hee.
i love chinchillas. i miss my chinchillas. and i too have given up the real world of working recently. yah for the unemployed and underemployed!
My mom went to the ballet on Friday, too! Freaky.
Congrats on the demotion. Now maybe you'll have more time to talk to me on the phone. Huzzah!
yo! woman! where's my mt dew????
sheesh... ;)
liz, the potholders are cheap and fabulous. i managed to sqeeze in some tub treads while i was at it.
kris, i thought of you on the chinchillas. holly wants a ferret but i'm worried katy will eat it by accident. she's a total wimp of a BBD (big black dog) who doesn't know her own strength. something more confined might suit holly better.
mary, how did i manage to NOT run into boots? we even ate at the same restaurant for dinner!
derek, stick it.
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