I can't sleep and I've already been through the Craig's list motorcycle ads twice, so I thought I'd try to write something. (BTW, since I don't have the money for a motorcycle I was thinking I could do some kind of trade in case you or someone you know has a Honda Rebel they want to get rid of. I can tile back splashes and outdoor tables, mow and trim grass for an entire summer, and I have a high quality air hockey table in the basement I might be able to talk my husband into getting rid of or any other labor you can think of.)
I have about 6 weeks left of my internship. Then I'm hopefully getting a landscaping job for the summer. I still have a couple more classes and one more internship and a big test to take before I get my chemical dependency license. I'm starting to get used to the fact that I'm going to be working on a regular basis after staying home with my kids for so long. This internship has opened my eyes to some of the hurdles I need to get over in having a job. The first thing I noticed was I don't like being told what to do all day. For seventeen years I've been making my own schedule. It was a lot easier to follow orders when I was 24 than 42. At 24 it was no problem to believe that someone else's way was better than mine. "You can't teach an old dog new tricks," means a lot more to me now that I'm the old dog. There's also a lot of paperwork/computerwork, which means sitting at a desk on sunshiny days. It's making landscaping this summer sound really good. And putting on dress pants and heals every day is a similar feeling to waking up and not having any coffee in the house. It's not the end of the world, but it's so bothersome and leaves me feeling irritable. The good part of my internship is the people. I'm learning from a great group of people who know what they're doing and it's been cool to watch the clients go from the chaos of early sobriety to the people they were meant to be, leaving with hope for the future.
With that I'm going to try to get some sleep tonight. Remember, Honda Rebel 250 or some kind of starter bike. And always have coffee in the house.
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I wish I had a bike for you! I'd love me some tiled backsplash. Good luck. I hope one finds its way to you this summer!
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