Thursday, September 10, 2009

Back to Work?

Well I've hatched this little plan for myself. I am going to get licensed as a guidance counselor so I can work at something that is similar to what I used to do (career counselor) but work teacher hours and get my holidays and summers off. Great idea huh?! So the state says I have to do a practicum (fancy word for internship) for 300 hours. I called a neighboring high school guidance office and found out who hires for this and emailed her my resume explaining what I am looking to do. Suddenly I thought to myself, "What the f**k am I doing?" There's no turning back now.

I don't work. I get to sit around on my ass and do nothing as long as the kids are not randomly roaming the streets and there's a dinner in the microwave for when hubby gets home at night. (and believe me he's NOT picky) Why ruin a good thing? I just hired a cleaning lady because I came to the realization that I don't clean. Everyone I know who works is dying to get to retirement and here I am rejoining them?

Why? I do miss being recognized for accomplishments other than potty training or making kick ass pork chops but I have actually made peace with it. It would be nice to go out with other people and have something to say other than, "I stay at home" when they ask what I do. I would like a bit of myself back which I think working will do and I really really REALLY want to buy some new clothes. I want to be one of those women who "deserves" to get her nails done. I sometimes stare at working women with such envy. They always look so put together and here I am in pajamas all day or if I'm lucky I throw on work out clothes with the ambition of working out, which doesn't always happen. All right, all right! hardly ever happens!

I should be taking advantage of this time. I should be in shape. I should have menu's planned for the week. My house should be well organized. I should learn a second language! Sounds great but when you get right down to it most people don't have the discipline to do those things on their own and I'm one of them. I need to be forced to do things and that's what work is good for. Forcing you. So I think it's time I traveled down this road to gain some new skills and if I get some kick ass outfits out of the deal that wouldn't be so bad either.

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