Wednesday, January 09, 2008
Aren't I Just the Most Boring!
Ok. Even the cats think I'm boring anymore. No more political intrigues. No new art recently, no vacations, no dancing with drunk drillers from the oil fields, no landlord stealing panties anymore, no car sliding across the icy highway in a blinding snowstorm to rest in the barrow bit, no surgery, all my blood cells are now there and intact and carrying oxygen to my brain which is now catching up but still not thinking too deeply. No cute little (a foot shorter than me) guy with huge brown eyes stopping by my office to chat of politics and the human race being started by aliens from outer space. No employees telling me where to stick it, no coworkers sabotaging me. No pressure to get 50 years of land records on line by March.
Do I miss working? No. Yes. Maybe. I love sleeping in when I want to. I love not having to juggle twenty things at one time. I love solving problems on how to put a painting together rather than what to do with two custodial staff trying to get each other fired or driving to meetings out of town in white out icy windy snowy conditions. I miss the paycheck. I miss the challenges. I miss the routine. I love the idea that if I can travel, I can pick up and go and not worry about when I have to return. I love the fact that I can volunteer and pursue hobbies like reading, art and photography which I don't do often enough.
Actually, I don't care if I'm boring if I'm not boring myself and I am getting dangerously close!
Perhaps tomorrow I will amble out to the college and see if there are any openings in the silver jewelry class and get back into the art building and the excitement, I don't know.
Posted by Gardenia at 5:04 PM