May 29th - The last day I had a "real" job. 81
days ago (but who's counting?) Instead a 9-5 paycheck job I ---
- sorted through every item in my parent's house/garage discovering forgotten treasures.
- filled the front yard, driveway, and back yard to host one of the biggest single yard sales in the Redford area of the year.
- found 10 different places to donate or recycle the other items and filled up the old green truck over and over again to minimized just tossing things away to the landfill.
- painted two landscape murals at the size of 8 feet x 8 feet each for an ice show.
- packed up my life and moved in with my fiancé's tiny apartment. (Which got new carpeting installed three days before adding my things to his collection.)
- completed updates, cleaning and preparation to rent out my family's home so I can be close to my future step-daughter.
- unpacked, re-established up my art studio, and began the merging of two lives and all the stuff that comes with said lives.
- planned, executed, and had an amazing DIY potluck wedding for 85 loving friends and family within a short four month engagement.
Yeah... Maybe I
should have stayed at the "real" job and gotten a paycheck!
So, it's been nearly three months of not having a job, a
paycheck or knowing what how to define myself. And I don't like it. I don't
feel like I'm part of society. I don't feel like I'm giving equally in my
relationships. Even though I have worked from sunrise to sundown to create new
lives for love ones and family members. I still feel like I've taken the easy route
because I haven't contributed money to the situations. Instead I have been
working behind the scenes making sure everyone has what they need to do what
they want.
It's interesting how much emphasis is placed on what one
does. Ok... It's interesting to see how much emphasis I have put on myself by my
title, by what I do, by if I have a paycheck or not.
What I did didn't bring in money. What I did didn't provide
an income for the household. But what I did ---
- allowed my parents to move to Seattle to watch the grand-kids grow up to help influence them to make great memories.
- allowed me to marry a wonderful man who loves me and encourages me to be me, all the different facets of me that there are.
- allowed my fiancé to be an active and supportive dad and be there for his busy daughter.
What about you? What do you do? Most importantly, are you
happy doing it and see it's amazing value?
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