That post title was in a fortuitous fortune cookie, by the way.
Today I moved out of my friends' home and into a room above a Mexican restaurant. Talk about material! My new home is twice the width of a twin mattress. I have a dorm-sized fridge, an ancient microwave, and my own bathroom.
And I got a job today as well, working at a lovely little B & B. As a housekeeper. To summarize, I used to have a flashy international-traveling, suit-wearing job. Now I'm a part-time housekeeper living in a rooming house, waiting to hear from my editor.
Oh. You thought I wasn't serious about pursuing my dream and publishing my book? That something like this would derail or defuse me?
No chance.
(I think I am going insane.)
Friday, July 30, 2010
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I love your tenaciousness.... I am guessing that you are a million times happier than you were in the corporate world...
ReplyDeleteYes, I am. Thanks! Many moments I've said "hey, if I were in a 9-5, I wouldn't be experiencing this..."
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