ACK! Mondays....
First day back to school for missA...
my day is gonna suck, it's filled with plans to clean my office, put away decorations, look for a job...
I've worked at home for over 7years...and it's time to go out and get a job...what to do what to do what to do....
I think I'll call some cycle shops, cirque du soleil is gonna be in town and they are looking for temporary emp-loyees.... figure I'll start out with a temp job just to get back into the grind... jeeze, how I am gonna get back into watching a clock?...I'm just over working with the hub....so much paperwork, so many frustrations trying to get customers to pay their bills...my assistant is doing a great job and no longer needs me to direct him on the hows and whys...
the house is nearly done being restored and I'm tired of doing construction type work around here...it's getting expensive snd I'm tired of the disarray..
I also want my own money, it doesn't need to be alot since the business does fine supporting us, but the extra cash will help with the un-needed, but desirous objects we want...
I wonder though if a cycle shop will hire me.... fine, I'm cute enough, ride a bike, but I'm not the young nubile nymphs I see working in the store....
Maybe sales.... yep, I think I could learn enough about the newer bikes to sell one or two... but for whatever reason, I'm feeling my age...not attitude, I'll never grow up, but my ass just ain't what it used to be and while the guys in a shop are of every shape and size...the women are all young and hot...
Guess I'll never know unless I try...but still...when I owned the bar, it was easy...my mouth kept the guys laughing and let's face it... as a woman, I was outnumbered so I could have been a troll with a humpback and the drunks would think I was a gift...Running our company was very un-structured... there were days when I would look up at the clock and at 4:00 pm, I thought.."maybe I should get out of my jammies"... pretty casual, but demanding of my focus...which is so not good...
a job, a real job...boggles the mind....
edited to add:
so, I didn't make any job calls...yet... instead, I added some pics to my sets....
First day back to school for missA...
my day is gonna suck, it's filled with plans to clean my office, put away decorations, look for a job...
I've worked at home for over 7years...and it's time to go out and get a job...what to do what to do what to do....
I think I'll call some cycle shops, cirque du soleil is gonna be in town and they are looking for temporary emp-loyees.... figure I'll start out with a temp job just to get back into the grind... jeeze, how I am gonna get back into watching a clock?...I'm just over working with the hub....so much paperwork, so many frustrations trying to get customers to pay their bills...my assistant is doing a great job and no longer needs me to direct him on the hows and whys...
the house is nearly done being restored and I'm tired of doing construction type work around here...it's getting expensive snd I'm tired of the disarray..
I also want my own money, it doesn't need to be alot since the business does fine supporting us, but the extra cash will help with the un-needed, but desirous objects we want...
I wonder though if a cycle shop will hire me.... fine, I'm cute enough, ride a bike, but I'm not the young nubile nymphs I see working in the store....
Maybe sales.... yep, I think I could learn enough about the newer bikes to sell one or two... but for whatever reason, I'm feeling my age...not attitude, I'll never grow up, but my ass just ain't what it used to be and while the guys in a shop are of every shape and size...the women are all young and hot...
Guess I'll never know unless I try...but still...when I owned the bar, it was easy...my mouth kept the guys laughing and let's face it... as a woman, I was outnumbered so I could have been a troll with a humpback and the drunks would think I was a gift...Running our company was very un-structured... there were days when I would look up at the clock and at 4:00 pm, I thought.."maybe I should get out of my jammies"... pretty casual, but demanding of my focus...which is so not good...
a job, a real job...boggles the mind....
edited to add:
so, I didn't make any job calls...yet... instead, I added some pics to my sets....
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wanna start building cheesy cookiecutter choppers to separate rich bankers from their money? seems to be the thing to do these days.
we can weld em up real bad so they fall apart at highway speeds, just to keep the dweebo rider population down.
seriously, lets make this thing fly, i need work.
and i definitely said please kiss me.