in my quest to turn this steaming shit pile of a year into something positive i decided that since work was and is slow that i would try to live mostly off of cash side jobs and work some low paying real job. if successful at this, i would be able to get a decent amount of finanacial aid for goin' back to school (due to my low income on the books) and live decently thanks to my side jobs.
well, this has worked for a while, but due to a rather unfortunate but unavoidable loss of my meager savings, the unavailability of any type of low paying job that wants to hire me, and the wrapping up of some projects with none on the horizon, i have come to the really really awful conclusion that i am gonna hafta put in a few months living at my parents.
at first i fought against this idea like crazy, then it really occured to me that if i don't do this, i will never, ever, go back to school. i won't have a job that will give me the time to go and pay the rent. some people can do it, but with my skills its either a forty hour work week or trying to make ends meet all independant contractor style. neither of these lend themselves to being able to concentrate on school.
so less than 18 months shy of my 30th birthday, i have to ask mom and dad if i can move in to my old bedroom.
well, this has worked for a while, but due to a rather unfortunate but unavoidable loss of my meager savings, the unavailability of any type of low paying job that wants to hire me, and the wrapping up of some projects with none on the horizon, i have come to the really really awful conclusion that i am gonna hafta put in a few months living at my parents.
at first i fought against this idea like crazy, then it really occured to me that if i don't do this, i will never, ever, go back to school. i won't have a job that will give me the time to go and pay the rent. some people can do it, but with my skills its either a forty hour work week or trying to make ends meet all independant contractor style. neither of these lend themselves to being able to concentrate on school.
so less than 18 months shy of my 30th birthday, i have to ask mom and dad if i can move in to my old bedroom.
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sometimes you gotta take one step back to take those two steps forward.
i almost didn't recognize you at the last meet 'n greet. you were much less furry!
Don't feel bad about martin mull. He's still getting work in Domino's commercials.
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