Today is just one of those days where you know you have chores you should do, but you really can't manage to get out of bed to do them.
Funny how watching Netflix and being on the computer for hours is no problem, but the hunt of job searching is like twisting your arm. You think "well I could mop the floor like I said I would 2 days ago--" low and behold you haven't touched it. It hasn't gotten to the point where you walk into the apartment and it singes your nostrils or acts like a puddle of mud that prohibit movement of your feet. But you notice it's slowly getting there. It's almost as if the thing is a dog-- constantly needing a bath and completely incapable of cleaning itself..
You could tidy up and run the vacuum, but all chores seem like a hassle. That's why they're chores. Of course you were up before noon today, fell back asleep watching t.v.-- the noise would be too loud. But you're an adult, and unemployed. Eager to offer labor to someone willing to pay you money..for anything. At this point you're desperate-- there is no "pride" anymore. Yet no one will hire you. It's not bad enough you have to stoop low to where you realize you're underemployed- getting a job you realize you could have gotten while in high school... but to have those same people reject you from being hired. I just don't understand.
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