9 to 5

yay today is friday. halle-stinkin-lu-yah! i have discovered recently that i am simply not programed to work a full time job. i hated working summers at my dad's music store, vacuuming out instrument cases for $3.50 an hour. i felt like it was a rip off then and now i'm pretty sure it would be considered slave labor. working at curves was socially exhausting {talking to women all day long}, and i get restless sitting at desk jobs. basically the only job that i have actually enjoyed was life guarding. but then again that was part-time and seasonal. plus i got payed to eat free food, get a tan, read lots of books, and talk with emily c. pretty sweet.

now that i have a full-fledged real job {real meaning salaried} i feel like running away. especially around summer time {when all my teacher friends are off}. its not really the work part. its more the having to work part. don't get me wrong i do love that sense of accomplishment, when you get alot done "all in a days work" it does feel good. but i just wish i didn't have to go monday - friday week after week. i feel like life is passing me by while i sit here typing, answering phones, filing, scheduling. etc etc etc.

someday i will have my own business. with more freedom and variety. i know that it's no piece of cake to have your own business but i think i am up for the challenge. now i just need to discover a marketable skill or product. in the meantime here's to all you hard working 9-5ers."its no way to make a livin" but somebody's got to do it.