I’m having one of those thoughtful ponderous days where I really just can’t decide what I would like to do with my life. Yikes. Running off to the Himalays, taking a vow of silence and becoming a She-Monk is one, Basket Weaving is another, and of course there’s my dream job…Pole Dancer, the only thing with this career choice is that there are a couple of physical attributes that would need to be addressed prior to or I simply wouldn’t make much doing that (tips in my g-string make my living…!)
I’m disliking my industry right now therefore the idea of a new venture is bobbing around in my never-tiresome mind. It would suit hubby well if I were to quit, for he has made it abundantly clear that he would like me home and there to service his and the family’s every whim without further ado! The chances of that actually happening are slim to nil…I must admit it would still constitute my much longed-for-at-the-moment change. BUT!…the minute the words “then you’d have to change your spending habits” were uttered it the thwarted any further thoughts being remotely entertained!
Going back to school is also a strong contender in the “process” – if I only knew what I wanted to be when I grow up! As part owner of a “fundraising and entertainment” company, the possiblity of pursuing a career down that path is largely possible/beneficial. Looking into this one…
Hubby’s old boss has offered me sales positions within his extremely successful, ever growing, IT company many times, as recently as in the last few months…but after his drunken proclamation that he would really like to sleep with me I think it best not to pursue that even though I could make very good moola! (yes hubby knew this minor detail and was less than impressed!). Then again, ya never know!
So that all said, who knows if I will ever make a change. Just know that I’m seriously thinking about it. Or am I just PMS-ing? Perhaps these silly mindful shenanigans will go away in a few days though could all be duly satisfied with a good shopping trip (which means making it all about me!), sun/sand/sea or a girls weekend to anywhere!
I should just become an actress and be done with it!
OMFG!!!!!! You are PMS’ing, do the math!!
By: T on December 2, 2008
at 1:28 am
Well I’m glad u figured that out T, it’s about bloody (pardon the pun) time you caught on to my schedule! You call yourself an assistant???
Oh no, what will that do to Friday?? Ah shit!
By: Roxy on December 2, 2008
at 1:48 am
Tell your Hubby’s ex boss I’ll sleep with him ifthe sales job is still available…or I could stick a blonde wig on with a bit of red lippy and run around swearing at anything that breathes and he would think I was you and give me the job anyway…I wouldn’t even need to shave my legs.
By: McAlzo on December 2, 2008
at 7:33 am
Real girlfriends have PMS at the same time… so they say- that our body aligns itself eventually with our bestestestestest friends- so T would know!My bestestest friend Ricky will be quite surprised when he gets his period LOL! And anyway you know you love changing ‘tings’ around in your head…so do I…..but in real life we don’t often get a chance to change our careers…so if you can and you want to – GO FOR IT
Become a psychologist..then you can really over ananlyse youself and everyone else on a regular basis..and remain totally insane whilst doing it….
That creep that is Mike’s business associate- fuck him right up the ‘arris’ with his own office stapler…he sounds like a right ’stoater’.
The thought of McA with a wig being you, swearing at everything….priceless
Friday- you’ll have to keep your knickers on
By: Kaz C on December 2, 2008
at 11:40 am
LOL, bup, You’re totally screwed but me on the other hand is A OK!!!
EWWW, McA, don’t even go there, unless of course you are into bald men with really really big bellies!
By: T on December 2, 2008
at 11:58 am
Cheeky bastard, my legs are smooth!
And T, I forgot you don’t mind the CSI! Ha ha, and don’t kid, I know you want big Johnny so bad…especially when he drinks all the red wine and gets the devil teeth…oh and that yummy hernia that sticks out the big belly? Slurpalicious! he he he…
By: Roxy on December 2, 2008
at 1:09 pm
Oh Shit, where is that garbage can so that I can throw up!
By: T on December 2, 2008
at 1:11 pm
Ah give it a rest, I am not a CSI lover,like I said…….. Well you know what I said…..
As for your legs, they are smooth!
By: T on December 2, 2008
at 1:15 pm
Kaz, you so got that right, with us, we are all PMS’ing at the same time or within days of each other, Roxy actually calls me to ask when her turn is, lol. Oh NO, she can’t possibly become a psychologist, her poor patients would go and jump off the Bloor Viaduct after spending any time with her.
By: T on December 2, 2008
at 1:24 pm
We all did have them at the same time a while ago! But we’re knocked off our schedule for now.
I’m thinking I’d make a great psychologist. I’d probably send more people off the Bloor Viaduct than any other before me, LOL!
I’m assuming in order to “keep knickers on” one must have to wear them in the first place…Oh Snap! We’ll see what happens for the weekend.
As for the ex boss, he’s just an egotistical multi-millionaire who thinks he can get whomever he wants cuz he’s rich, but he’s FUGLY man…and a total pig! That was the tame version he’s said much more over the years…just aswell I’m the type of chick who can handle asswipes like that! (infact they downright amuse me!).
TT, Crime Scene? Oh yeah, you love it! Next time bring your rubber gloves and a body bag…lol!
By: Roxy on December 2, 2008
at 1:26 pm
YOU’RE A SICK INDIVIDUAL!!!!
By: T on December 2, 2008
at 1:32 pm
oh T, how funny is it that within minutes of each other we both claimed I’d send people over the BV…how well doth thou know thee…LMFAO!
By: Roxy on December 2, 2008
at 1:33 pm