It’s no surprise that I’ve been in a funk lately. My current state-of-life reminds me of a scene in my favorite movie, dumb and dumber:
Lloyd – “We got no FOOD, we got no JOBS, our pets HEADS ARE FALLIN’ OFF”
Ok, so we do have food, and our pets do still have their heads (thankfully, because that would suck) but I am still without J-O-B and the hubs is picking up the slack and working a crap-load of over time (which is nice for the moolah but sucks for that all-too-important ‘together time’ for newlyweds) so I’ve been completing operation entertain-yourself, and it’s getting tiring.
Literally. I mow. I cook. I paint. I craft. I clean. I garden. I launder. I everything but work. Which is weird because all of the things I just mentioned feel a lot like blue collar labor, yet I don’t get paid. I’m a house wife. Forty plus hours of ‘work’ a week and the rewards are full bellies, clean houses, folded clothes and lots of neck/back/foot/leg pain. All without kids. For real. I’d rather work a desk job and get a pay check.
And people are too opinionated. As I said before, a bunch of know-it-alls. People are all, “oh you should enjoy the time off” or “gosh, that’d be so nice to not have to work” or “why are you complaining? That wouldn’t bother me a bit!” Isn’t it funny that people always know better when they aren’t in a situation?
“Oh well if I were in your shoes, this is what I’d do…”
Dude. You aren’t in my shoes. Which is a good thing, because I need my shoes and don’t have money for new ones 😉
Maybe it is from a series of life experiences or just one too many people offering me ‘advice’ but seriously, I will figure it out. I might bitch and complain about a lot of things but it doesn’t mean I’ve given up.
There is a saying that goes “if everyone threw all of their problems into a pile and saw everyone else’s, we’d grab ours back.” It’s so true, in almost every case. People deal with their own shit. We deal, we grow, we move on. This period of my life is no different and I’m sure it’s going to shape me into the person I’m meant to be several years from now. But no one ever said I couldn’t whine about it now. Speaking of wine…
editors note: no one take offense. this is purely emotion-driven and aimed at the universe in general. carry on.