it's the final couple of weeks before we move again. you'd think with all this free time i'd be all over projects like brown on good for you rice but i just can't seem to get motivated to do anything. am awaiting one more slow shipment of silk to finish a large troupe order and then, realistically, i can take Zack with me to the condo and meet daddy there in a couple of weeks. we'll miss him of course but i am certain i can keep him busy in oahu. we have friends all over the island. i've saved enough $ where i don't HAVE to work until fall season again. plus we're gonna see where the whole nursing thing goes. whether i go back to work as a nurse varies on which day you ask me (surprised?) . had a chat with a critical care nurse yesterday, when i mentioned my possible return she asked me if i was retarded.
besides, i've long held a theory that working is not a way to escape boredom. if you think about an average 9 to 5 workweek, you don't have time to be bored at home. you're too busy on weekends cleaning the house and getting shit ready for the next week. working is not an answer to cure boredom.
am just not understanding this slump. i don't know if i can keep blaming the weather, i've come to expect gray skies everyday. i don't know if seasonal affective disorder can last that long or if we get immune to shitty weather.
if i had the means, and the patience, i'd duct tape the kid and go fly to arizona and visit my new house.
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