Mmmmm. If there is one thing I love above all else that this world has to offer, it is beautiful sunny days. As I write from under the dappled shade of Daisy’s dogwood tree, curling my toes into the cool grass, and breathing in the subtle scents of a nearby rose garden, I feel that this is way we were meant to live. And I find a deep inexpressible sadness that for some reason the human race has been unable to find truth and contentedness in this. Instead we find it more worthwhile to quarrel with our neighbors and invest in ideas of power and wealth. Or maybe I’m just upset because I know that in a few hours I will have to drive to the dark windowless world of work because following your dreams is damn expensive; a concept that just feels wrong.
This little moment of reflection is itself due to the fact that my hours at work have been cut back severely. Perhaps this should piss me off because I know it will have a detrimental effect on the Boston U fund, but I can’t help but buoyed by a recent development. I recently received a call from the Jamestown Foundation to come in next Friday for a brief interview. Now, before we all get too excited I feel it necessary to point out that this is only for a position at one of the museums’ giftshops, not one of the several archaeological positions I applied to. Nonetheless, this could be a very very good thing. Not only because it would suppleme
nt my waning wages and look excellent on a resume, but because of the possible networking opportunities it would provide. Never underestimate networking, it will get you further than an impressive resume anyday.
On a sidenote, one of my cats is ill. As I have not yet been blessed/cursed with miniature humans yet, my cats are the closest thing to and thus this amounts to a small tragedy in my eyes. So please pray/send good thoughts Leo’s way. He is a big gray fuzzy ball of adorable.
...and why has no one told ME that Leo is sick?
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