Don’t get me wrong. I still enjoy getting up early, spending the whole of my daylight hours in a very tall building. I’m still really into trying to practice yoga, write, cook, clean, develop the relationships in my life and determine tomorrow’s wardrobe in the five hours between arriving home from work and going to bed.
I even still enjoy the manipulation, how ever much it lacks nuance, used by my employers to make me believe that not only am I a valued member of the team but that I am adequately and competitively compensated for it.
Heck. I’ve always enjoyed works of fiction.
But the company-wide week off between Christmas and January 4th?
It’s completely thrown me off my game.
I’ve been working full time since I was 19 years old. Aside from the 11 months I took off after the birth of my son and a nerve-jangling three-month period of unemployment one winter roughly a dozen years ago, I’ve not had more than two consecutive weeks off during my adult years.
We’ll pause now, whilst the music from the orchestra pit swells and we all reach for our hankies.
As someone who has both worked for and thumbed her nose at The Man, usually concurrently, I can only tell you that once you fall off the I-work-five-days-and-I’m-off-for-two bandwagon, it all seems quite unfair.
This is where the whining in earnest begins: But I don’t wanna go to work! I don’t want my money used to support people with children they can’t afford! I don’t want to pay for a new football stadium! I don’t want to contribute toward affordable houses for people with disabilities! I don't want to be a taxpayer anymore!
Oh, if only I were a cheater or a liar.
And that’s when I stop, visions of callous-handed ancestors rising up before me, their heads shaking at me in disappointment; and I am once more cognizant of the fact that I am able-bodied, able-minded, and composed of sunny to partly cloudy moral fiber.
And that's when I face facts.
I will never not have to work. I will never live a life of leisure. I will never receive one check that I have not earned …
But do I have to be cheerful about it?!
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