I am never going to have a real job again.
I have been out of work since the school year ended in June and it is now January. I have fretted, sighed, applied, and suffered. Now I accept the painful truth that my new job is going to be housekeeper.
So on this cloudy, open-window-warm Monday, I have a To-Do list.
- mop the downstairs
- laundry
- change sheets
- clean bathroom
- vacuum bedroom
- bake something
In my head I am formulating a rant about how my mother NEVER taught me how to do any of those things and now McNASA and I are suffering the consequences. It's coming. I swear.
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