The most far-reaching and all-applicable theme of my life at the moment has been chosen as the subject of this blog, and I can only believe that it was fated. After all, "Gainful Funemployment," my title, as you can well see, was only the first phrase that popped into my mind when Google politely prompted me to create a title for the beast.
I had been using the phrase all week to make people giggle or even just smile at the fact that I hadn't worked all summer. Giggles and smiles are definitely better than envy and judgment about being so lucky.
But I wouldn't call it luck. I wanted to get a job, trust me I did, but it just didn't happen for me after I came home from three months abroad in Costa Rica. In addition to readjusting to life in the US of A I had to readjust to living back home with Mom. And my sister. And her thirty-year-old boyfriend. It took me just a few days to move the bulk of my belongings from my ex-fiance's house to my mother's, but I had to change the bedroom I hadn't slept in since I was eighteen and I just kept forgetting little things that I had left at my old house.
So I moved, I was in and I was settled, but I was not readjusted. Getting daily reminders of things I had to take care of was ok when Mom lived fifteen miles away, but when she's in the bedroom next to mine it's different.
And I had to wait until my new love came to visit me from Wisconsin to really seriously look for a job. So I did, and suddenly I had been home for almost two months with no income. My checking account was getting frighteningly low and Mom's pockets have always been shallow, so I searched and I looked and I applied. All over Greensburg. And nothing. So then I bought a plane ticket to Wisconsin and I was gone again.
How does any of this make sense? I'm still working on that. Until then, maybe I should change the title to "Gainful Employment" but I don't think being a tutor for gas money can really be described as 'gainful.'
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This title would make a great book title, too. Just saying. ;) And I'm wondering if you can write more about all the little aspects of the move. The day you first moved into your old bedroom, for instance. What it looked like, what you changed. Just being more specific with the tiny moments, weaving in dialogue and description, that sort of thing. Weave memoir and blog-writing, in a way. It would be fun and good and, well, if you wanted to do that book later, it might come in handy. Again. Just saying.
ReplyDeleteWhen I went to post that last comment, the trick word that came up, that word you have to type in before you post, the thing that separates humans from machines, was "undedish." As in, I think, "undeadish." Thought you'd want to know that.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the tips! ...and undedish sounds like a great title for a post once Halloween rolls around... my favorite thing about fall!
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