I've technically only been unemployed for two days so far. I've been a busy girl. And eating really good breakfasts. Mmm. I love breakfast!
If you put a bunch of pots in the fire at the same time, then something's bound to be edible come dinnertime, right?
See also, starting my own diapering service.
See also, that damn book I wrote that I did nothing with and might maybe sorta try to get published.
See also, 2-3 jobs I'm applying for.
Sure I might burn some stuff, but I just can't handle the idea of putting all my eggs in one basket either.
Speaking of eggs, I went out for cocktails with a few close friends after my last day of work and ended up back at my house eating eggs and drinking wine. (Which was a little sad b/c I just worked too many hours and too hard and didn't have any down time so ended up in that weird place with a few drinks where I started to let down and thought I might cry. No one wants to hang out with a crying drunk girl. There aren't enough black, eye gunk-streaked tissues in the world to make that good.)
Eggs and whine. Mmmm. Turns out they go together quite nicely. Technically, I'm not freaking out yet, so there's no need for a whining post. That might happen later.
P.S. Magnus tried playing the Hokey Pokey with the dog's water bowl. Left foot in, left foot out, you put your left foot in and shake it all about. Its just as fun as it sounds.
If you put a bunch of pots in the fire at the same time, then something's bound to be edible come dinnertime, right?
See also, starting my own diapering service.
See also, that damn book I wrote that I did nothing with and might maybe sorta try to get published.
See also, 2-3 jobs I'm applying for.
Sure I might burn some stuff, but I just can't handle the idea of putting all my eggs in one basket either.
Speaking of eggs, I went out for cocktails with a few close friends after my last day of work and ended up back at my house eating eggs and drinking wine. (Which was a little sad b/c I just worked too many hours and too hard and didn't have any down time so ended up in that weird place with a few drinks where I started to let down and thought I might cry. No one wants to hang out with a crying drunk girl. There aren't enough black, eye gunk-streaked tissues in the world to make that good.)
Eggs and whine. Mmmm. Turns out they go together quite nicely. Technically, I'm not freaking out yet, so there's no need for a whining post. That might happen later.
P.S. Magnus tried playing the Hokey Pokey with the dog's water bowl. Left foot in, left foot out, you put your left foot in and shake it all about. Its just as fun as it sounds.
for some reason I don't have your email anymore. I really screwed up my contacts when I got a new phone and thought everything merged well until I realized that it only seemed to go well because half of it was missing. Ugh.
ReplyDeleteanyway, one, I'm SO jealous you had the tits to quit your job!! That must feel amazing, even if it is a little scary.
I see some co-workers who quit last year around town every now and then, and they look AMAZING. and happy.
I'm glad you're back, I missed you. I was worried. When Jake was Magnus' age, I had a really hard time keeping my shit together, so anytime someone goes a little AWOL I freak out a bit. I hope you are keeping your shit together. If not, know you aren't alone and it gets better. Eventually.
Love to you.