From nothing for money to not a dream job, but any job is better than none at all, in dream circumstances and then still dreaming toward dream job fulfillment…
Lickily, it isn’t hard work or I’d never manage a job – it’s tough enough turning up at all, even with light duties and ideal circumstances.
My work is part-time and I still have money for nothing much – but far better than nothing nothing much for money!
My dream circumstances are flexibility, negotiated days and hours, there being gaps in the workload in which I can scrawl ideas and thoughts in my notebook during my shift (or read a newspaper and do the crossword, though I usually stick to my notebook and daydream mostly). I prefer no gaps in workload and not being bored to tears for half the day, but beggars can’t be choosers. A supportive network is essential and it’s nice when that extends to colleagues. If I couldn’t get a lift door to door, I’d never make it via public transport and certainly wouldn’t be able to afford the fares. I can eat cheaply from the staff canteen and that’s a huge advantage.
Dream job fulfillment would be the realisation of a collaborative creative project as a founding member. It would have to mean generating enough income to live on at least as uncomfortably as currently and some working from home. The way things are going with that, we’re looking at a four or five year development plan before anything is likely to get off the ground – if ever(!) I’d also like supplement my income as a published writer – but now I really am dreaming!!!
A couple of weeks ago, I set myself the goal of posting something here at least once a week. I would have been eating my words had I not remembered in the nick of time.
Todays Prompt from the Daily Post asks “How far would you travel for the best meal of your life?”
Every meal is ‘the best meal of my life’ – though there’s nothing like a mother’s home-cooking and I’d go to the moon and back for my mum to be well enough to cook a family Sunday dinner again. Mmm – that sounds selfish and lazy – I would of course help and wash up after! I’d go to the moon and back however many times it’d take to make my Mum well again even without her cooking!
On a rainy, windy day like today (and generally for circumstances otherwise), the furthest I’m currently travelling for a meal is between the fridge-freezer and the microwave.
I don’t live to eat and I just about manage to eat to live. Although I really should work on improving my diet and making sure I get my five-a-day.
I’ll have to remember that to eat to live, food is fuel – and steer away from the plastic wrapped convenience fillers and go for more of this:
I feel so much better for more raw food in my diet – so it doesn’t necessarily mean more cooking 😉
[images from pixabay.com]
Yesterday’s Daily Prompt from the Daily Post sets the challenge of naming the 8th deadly sin.
Hit and miss – and being off target…
It has to be setting personal blogging goals, announcing them publically on your blog, then forgetting, letting life carry you away with other things…
- I set a goal here, last month, to refresh on blogging101 tasks. I got about a quarter of the way through and stalled. Never mind, I hadn’t signed up for class and can just keep going in my own time. Some of those tasks are good to go repeatedly or need regular revisiting anyway…
- Eight days ago, I decided I would make a post here at least once a week. Then I forgot as the days slipped by. So this post is a day beyond that deadline – but Sunday is a good day for a sinful post, so be it. And writing about the eighth sin on the eight day since last posting and doing so on a Sunday, seems quite appropriate.
On a more positive note, I have kept up for the whole of January with the threewordsaday challenge, making a response post every day so far this year (at Snailzpace Daily). I’d like to think I can manage a whole year with it. I’ve also just taken on the extra challenge of working through past prompts from the beginning of threewordsaday. starting yesterday, with an acrostic poem, LIMITS…
I enjoy responding spontaneously to the prompts and I’ve written quite a few poems as a result – just not in my poetry blog – doh! But SnailzpaceDaily is my rough workbook space and many of my responses are just ‘starters’ to go back to. I might start reposting some of my better poems, or those I rework, to my poetry blog and start reviving there soon. Occasionally, I manage a short paragraph of fiction or creative writing I always intend to go back to and write on.
Actually, I’ve a lot of started things I mean to go back to, but never finish yet … so maybe that’s the ninth sin …starting things and leaving them unfinished…
Hoping I’m not guilty of the first seven deadly sins, hopefully I’ll not go to the hell for the eighth and ninth!
Do either my 8th or 9th sin fit for the cardinal sin of ‘sloth’? If so, I maybe have more to worry about than I first assumed!
How about you? What would you list as the eighth (and ninth) sin? – assuming you’re free of the first seven, but must have one or two minor sins you need to confess?