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The Day I Told Myself to Stop Whining, Again.
By briantologist | February 17, 2010
I’ve been in a career funk as of late. Specifically I’ve been funking about how I can’t seem to secure full-time, relatively stable employment anywhere, and how I’m generally just barely making ends meet, and how I get to interact with basically no one outside my own house, and how my motivation seems to have dropped from its usual height (roughly the edge of the toilet seat) to a wholly new low (stuck to the belly of a sewer alligator).
And look, technically these things are true. Or at least not untrue. But none of them are probably going to change any time soon, and I’m certainly not getting anywhere feeling shitty about them. Plus, there’s a shitload that’s awesome about my work life, currently. Examples:
- I do not technically have to leave the house almost ever, at all.
- I more or less set my own schedule.
- I do not have coworkers who bug the living fuck out of me.
- The money’s not terrible.
- I’m working for organizations I believe in.
- Okay, look, I’m not saying I don’t shower very often, but let’s just say you can get away with it for a lot longer when you work from home.
- That last one probably could’ve stayed off the list, in hindsight.
Let’s be realistic here, though, for the record: This is by no means the first time I’ve had this conversation with myself, and by no means will it be the last, barring any sort of miraculous psychological breakthrough or traumatic head injury. But I’m frankly of the opinion that the day I stop trying to slap myself into appreciation of the good things I’m constantly surrounded by is the day I may as well pack it in, find a ditch to lie in, and wait for rain.
So yes. Stop your fucking whining, self. For real. See you tomorrow for the repeat of this conversation.
Topics: Baffled Mutterings, NaBloPoMo | 3 Comments »
February 17th, 2010 at 8:08 pm
As someone who also works from home: DITTO! So hard sometimes but all the good far outweighs the bad.
February 19th, 2010 at 5:38 pm
Have left my safe, protected haven of the home office to brave the local university in hopes of making myself more marketable and maybe raise my morale to toilet-tank height. But there are unwashed humans out there! EEK.
February 19th, 2010 at 10:13 pm
Yeah, the shower stuff. Not really good to talk about and yet so honest. What’s stupid though, because I don’t take nearly as many showers as I did when I worked in an office (every day) is that I LOVE to be clean. Sometimes, it even makes me stop whining and start going outside to talk to strangers because, ya know, my hair is fluffy! Rambling…
Thanks for being honest.