I’ve applied for 5 jobs a day. Even if they aren’t exactly what I want…
I know what I want won’y be available til after the strike is over, so I’m applying for jobs for anywhere from 6-40hrs a week. YAY!!
I just finished writing the rough draft of my letter of resignation from a job that, starting out had great potential to lead to jobs more suited to me within the organization, but Is ending with me justly angered.
Along the way I also found out there were no such jobs to be had where I could fully utilize my education and years of front line experience, but instead would be stuck doing rote tasks day in and day out that required none of the vast background I have spent my life working on.
This job is ending with me resigning due to severe frustation, and depression caused by lack of ability to go further…
But I feel way less weighed down with overwhelming anxiety and sadness now
Starting July 1st & going on for at least the summer I will:
•Work out 4 times a week
•Send out 5 resumes a week (at least)
•Sketch at least once a day
•Hike once a week
•Stop drinking soda
•Eat meals out only twice a week (acceptions for special events)
•Finish 1 book every 2 weeks (at least)
Other summer goals:
•Visit the Museum of Anthropology
•Visit the Art Gallery
•Find a new job for September
When I have to stop buying books, (or when I set a goal for myself to stop buying books), I tend to feel like I neeeeed to. And that there are books waiting out there that are AMAZING and want to be read. Yes, this is crazy… I am aware. So, I go on good reads and see recomendations and add to my “to-read” list. Then I go on instagram and see other people’s books I think would be interesting. Then I come on here & all I follow is knitters, crafters and mainly READERS! I’m bombarded with literature which I wish to read!!! I love it so much!, but my wallet does not.
So my brain goes CRAZY with want of these simple little books (all this while I am still reading my stack of books vigoursly), and if I’m near a bookstore (in the mall I work beside, in the mall I play magic in..etc) then I go in & I see them & I want them & I say NO! But then, if there’s an amazing book I’ve never seen before I HAVE TO HAVE IT! & if I’ve already bought 1 why not more…
I am so lame :(
(Over dramatization of a bibliophile’s brain when there is a goal to not buy books)