Each day I make a point of waiting until at least 5pm to pour myself a glass of wine, which I consider proof of extreme self control.
On the other hand, the unemployment situation is kind of angsty. I've never considered myself a particularly career-oriented person, and before now would regularly joke to people that I'd like nothing more than to retire a few decades early and be a full-time stay-at-home cat mother. But it turns out a large chunk of my self worth is connected to my job, because I feel like a loser when I have to tell people I don't have one. I kind of dread meeting new people now (which is sadly the only type of people I'm meeting these days, since I just moved here and know almost no one), because I know they're going to ask me what I do, and I'll have to give the same spiel about how I just quit my job to move here and am looking for a new job but don't worry! I'm totally taking my time! I'm intentionally taking my time! Barf...
And talking to people I already know is just as bad. Everyone is constantly asking me if there's any news on the job front. The news is that it's 3pm, there is a giant chocolate stain on my day sweats, and I think it might be time for a nap. Deal with it!
It's also angsty cause money. My salary has always been on the modest side, but I've still been able to live comfortably, going out to eat whenever I like, buying new clothes when I can't face the idea of wearing anything in my closet, taking nice vacations once in awhile, etc. And now I have to budget and stuff, and it's very boring. First world problems.
Anyway, I have decided to try to make it as a freelance editor/writer. I know, what a cliche. But whatever. I think I'm made for life on the couch, with cats, and this is a career that can accommodate that, so I'm taking a stab at it. And, after one week of "freelancing," I am proud to announce that I've earned a total of $18! I think that's a very promising start.
So, life is good(ish). And Milwaukee is unexpectedly charming, or at least is giving the illusion of being so in these late summer days.
|The Milwaukee River. (Who knew Milwaukee had a river??)|