After sitting all day I am overJOYed to be free from my work chair. I normally only work 5 hours in my dungeon office but I needed to make up some time for the day I missed this week. I hate being paid hourly, selling my soul and my health for a couple bucks. I know I am worth WAY more than they pay me and definitely worth more than how I am treated. Seriously, I can’t take on any more work for the people that do NOTHING all day. I know I am the nice hard-working girl, but please. You guys have saddled me with so much work and such limited time frames to do it that I am unofficially chained to my chair and desk.
I used to love having a job. I liked getting dressed and going somewhere and feeling like I had a purpose. Those days have long since passed and now this position feels like a trap for my body and mind. I have already been planning my liberation from this but that day can’t come soon enough. Actually, though I plan I am still unsure the day of freedom will ever come. If I can’t support myself somehow through writing I will be forced to take another similarly dreadful chained-to-a-desk job. But one can hope.dream.aspire for better things like the ability to go for a walk when I choose, or the ability to move.move.move it all day. And not having to drive 25 minutes to get to the job (I’m sitting almost an hour a day without even counting the actual work part!). Perhaps someone will hire me to do manual labor over the summer. After sitting all day long that sounds lovely.