I’m sitting on my armchair as I type this, legs crossed (young and flexible here) with This Morning on in the background.
You know, living the dream.
I’m still job hunting (for everyone out there obsessed with my earning potential) I’m looking at websites daily, getting more and more annoyed as each day passes. It’s not that there’s no work out there, it’s that there’s no work out there with the right hours & that grabs my attention and shakes me by the shoulders shouting “PICK ME!”
But, at the same time, I’m feeling quite good about things ya’know? I’ve always had that ‘what is she looking for’ feeling about me, but I don’t feel like I have that anymore. Alright, I don’t know what job I’m going to get, but I do know I’m not going to take the wrong one just because. That whole “settle because I have to” mentality has gone, gone, gone….!
Sing it sister.
I was doing some house-wifey shit this morning HELLO?! WHERE DOES ALL THE DUST COME FROM? The sun was shining through the (not so shiny) windows and I was, just, happy. There’s no other explanation for it.
Colour me yellow and call me Mr Happy. Or don’t. Whatever.
So, as the title of this post suggests (and I’m all about keeping to a theme) I am really, really, enjoying trusting my gut. I think we spend so much time battling against what we feel we should be doing, what we want to be doing and what we know is the right thing to do. When you really cut the crap and get right down to it, your gut instinct? That’s usually the right decision. When you’ve got a feeling that something just isn’t right and you’re laying in bed worrying about it? That’s draining as hell. When it happens over and over again? Not good.
Anything that gives you a bad vibe, drop it. Work, situations, friends. At the end of the day, if it doesn’t make you happy, what is the point?
I mean, obviously, housework ain’t gonna make me happy forever. Mary Poppins I am not. And I do really want to be able to earn my own money, so I’m gonna have to get a job soonish. But I refuse to be a Bitter Betty about my situation, I’m going to enjoy being home while I am, then, when I find “the” job (hello to anyone who thinks they have “the” job, feel free to email, tweet, message or carrier pigeon at me) ((big laughs to thinking people actually read this blog)) I’m going to enjoy that too.
Look at me being all grown up. Seeing the positive instead of the negative. The bloke will have to find something else to moan about now…. shame!
**image from Pinterest.