Quality of Life

Friday, June 11, 2010

On Saturday, June 12, 2010, I turn 29. I will be 29 and unemployed.

Yep, I'm a winner.

Okay, okay. There's the possibility of me being unemployed. In the final hours, my director came in with a plea designed to make me cry...and it actually did get me. (NOTE: I DID NOT CRY. I WAS MOVED. THERE'S A DIFFERENCE.) So now, needless to say, I'm a bit confused.

I had it all set. I was going to take a month off to figure out what I wanted to do in life. I wanted to find my purpose. My 'Corner of the Sky', if you will. (Pippin, anyone?) I feel that if I'm one year from 30 I should, at the very least. be in a career where I plan on making something of myself in some form or fashion. I'm in my 'chick-lit heroine' stage. I should be in somne fantastic media job, dating many a frog and eventually finding a prince. I should finally be getting my isht together in terms of apartments a la Gus in Frenemies (by Megan Crane...check it out, ya'll). My clothes should be awesome, my hair should be fierce...my life should be glam.

Instead, I feel like this 5'4 (ok, 5'3 and a quarter) awkward afrogirl playing dress up in ratty clothes wondering if/when this will change.
Weirdly enough, it was my (possibly) soon to be former boss who said "Janelle, I'm 65 years old. I'm still growing up. I still don't feel like an adult. "
So this doesn't change? Great.

Anyways, I'm going to strive for optimism. I want to start this year on the right foot. So I'm just going to take it one day at a time....so I'll decide whether I'll be employed tomorrow.
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