So the work thing didn't go so well today.
Frankly, I'm tired of Eeyore being a total moody asshole and having his moods dictate what kind of day I'm going to have. Like today - I was in the best mood I've been in for weeks (especially considering I was hung over as a bitch) and was all ready to jet out of work at 4:00. Until he crapped in my cornflakes by deciding he had to respond to a letter he received from one of our clients two months ago...and apparently his fucking finger is broken and he can't muster the strength to fax it himself. Jackass.
I've been toying with the idea more and more lately that I need to either find a new job for real this time, or cut back my hours at work substantially. Part of me is just tired of the daily grind and tired of not being able to take care of the people that I love the way that I should. Now, I tried the part-time gig a few years ago when I was working for a different boss - and it failed miserably. I don't know that it would go any better this time, but it's GOT to be better than what I'm dealing with now.
Joey is being oddly supportive. Not that he's normally against this kind of thing, but he's always been very supportive of my decision to work. But I think even he is tired of the way I've been treated by Eeyore the Crabbyass and would like to see me do something that makes me happy.
And you know, I like working. I like what I do. I grew up with a stay-at-home mom and have the utmost respect for them - but I honestly don't think I'm stay-at-home mom material. I really need my daily construction fix.
So I've been thinking about what I could do.
I've thought about going to law school. Not sure what I would do with that, but it's a dream I've had for a long time.
I've thought about starting my own business, but not sure what kind of business.
I've thought about working for a smaller construction company part time, giving them the benefit of my experience while having flexibility and being able to call the shots as far as my schedule. But no idea who I'd work for.
So I'm kind of stuck. And with an English degree and construction experience, what exactly am I qualified to do?
I was thinking - I could be a bounty hunter. Or a stripper. Or maybe a stripping bounty hunter. Work with me here, people.
I'll be 37 years old in less than a month and I don't know what I want to be when I grow up.