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The Trick You Said, Was Never Play the Game Too Long

Every time something noteworthy happens to me, I swear I’m going to sit down and put it into words. My life with X is so good. It is just so good. We have everything in place, all our plans lined up like neat little ducks, hovering delicately at that place of dropping the first domino. But then. But, then.

Work comes up behind me and swallows me like a drunken sailor on shore leave, rips me several new assholes, reminds me why it’s better that people don’t carry concealed weapons and laughs in my face that drugs are still, sadly, illegal. Because if I ever needed them at a time in my life, I’d say it’s right about…….now. It’s just not good. It’s sucking the life out of me. Eight hours seems like twelve. And yet, much like they seem to like to remind us, the economy is bad and where the hell is anyone getting a job these days? Yeah. I know, I know.

The problem with all this is the ducks – those plans X and I have. And those plans really don’t lend themselves to a job change at this point. I thought I could hang in for another year. But now looking down the barrel of 12 months and hoping to make it to the other end feels about as promising as Three’s Company coming back to Prime Time. I don’t know how I’m going to make it.

I   have had conversations with X. I have had conversations with friends, both inside work and out. I have had a conversation with myself. I’m not sure how much longer I can take it. It sucks the life out of me, it sucks the writing out of me.   I had a great story about X and I from the weekend and ugh. I can’t get there right now.

There comes a point in your life where putting up with unbelievable amounts of shit all week while counting the days to Friday or a day off seems stupid. The fact that I got Jury Duty and actually jumped up and down at the mailbox at the thought of possibly getting picked for a trial and not having to go to work is sad. You get old and you realize life is too short and that you have worked for too long to deal with other people’s disorganization and incompetence affecting you. You realize you could start businesses (or join businesses) with really good friends and that that just may be a better way to pass time and make money than working for the man.

I wish I could say that I have excuses.

“Oh, but I need to save more money.” (I don’t.)

“Oh, but there’s going to be a Christmas bonus.” (I doubt there will be.)

“Oh, but it’s so scary to not have a regular paycheck.” (It is. But the hostile work environment is scarier.)

I just need to take a leap. I need to not look back to make sure someone is still holding the back of the bike. It’s time. Now, to psych myself into it, set a timeline and put the plan in motion.

9 Comments

  1. JohnnyDC

    Its ironic what a downward spiral this is…. “I need a job but I don’t have the time/energy to find one because of, you guessed it, my regular job.”

    Good luck.

  2. Lemmonex

    I don’t know you well, but you strike me as a woman who makes shit happen. You can do this.

  3. Mr. X

    And she can do it laughing. I’m looking forward to the post titled “I’m taking pride, by telling you to Fuck Off and Die”.

  4. carrie m

    Mr. X is right. You can totally do this and look good doing it. Good luck, dear. You are a smart bitch, and as I think I read from Lemonnex’ blog and it’s a Liz Lemonism – smart bitches get shit done.

  5. Pook

    My husband and I left DC for a new adventure on the West Coast. I was to get another job in CA while he got a job transfer. Well, the economy went in the crapper, I didn’t get a job, and he got laid off! Now he makes about 15% of what our total income was in DC.

    This might scare you into keeping your job, but that is not the purpose. I’m telling you this because you can do it. You adjust. Plans change. Your materialistic ducks don’t really seem to matter anymore. As long as you wake up happy then that’s all that really matters. Seems like the job is putting you closer and closer to the edge. You don’t want to be spending a “vacation” (as my grandmother calls it) in arm restraints and heavy sedation. Its just not worth it.

  6. Phil

    I have a job opportunity for you that will guarantee you can get rich quick, all from inside your home.

    It will only cost you $500 to find out what it is.

  7. Barbara

    Maybe you should take a break and have a baby. Seriously…

  8. Velvet

    I am definitely entering the stage of life where I realize work just isn’t that important anymore. I don’t care to climb a ladder, and furthermore, I laugh at the people who do. It’s so not what life is about.

  9. Divorcee

    Enjoy life as the now and not what it should be…..go out there and move up the US like NY….hehehe…..

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