Lately, it’s been difficult for me to keep up with blog posts . Between my two jobs, I work almost 60 hours, six days a week. Which basically means I spend what little free time I have trying to maintain my friendships and preserve some semblance of a social life. And while I don’t want to sound like I’m complaining, that happens to be exactly what I’m doing – because this summer is far more stressful/exhausting than I had originally planned. And I have yet to go to the beach, which is just wrong.
This is from last summer. Note the yellow polka-dot bikini and the smile on my face.
Sure, I’m making a good deal of money, but I don’t even have the time to spend it on anything but food. Or, rather, I blow an obscene amount of money on an adorable onesie from In God We Trust (see below), just to make up for my lack of shopping all summer. Then I proceed to rationalize the purchase to death – I’ve settled with the conclusion that I deserve to spend my hard-earned money however I please, though I’m trying to ignore the fact that I could’ve bought myself an iPhone for the same price.
It's this design, but black & navy blue instead
With all that said, I’m deciding whether or not to quit my restaurant job as a hostess and cocktail waitress. I love my internship and the restaurant is only making me too exhausted to function during the day. This past week has been far more stressful and full of what I can only describe as bullshit. Maybe it’s the ugly and rebellious, screw-authority side of me that only surfaces when I get scolded for insignificant reasons or reprimanded for things I didn’t do. Or maybe I just resent the job because it has taken over many nights which I could’ve spent with my friends, or at home in New Jersey with my parents. And no matter how good the pay, I have no pressing need to serve creepsters their glasses of drunk (on the rocks) or to explain to strangers why they can’t have an eight-person table for a party of three.
I’ve taken on jobs the way I eat at buffets – by piling spoonfuls of different dishes on one plate without considering that I won’t be able to finish the whole mess even if I tried. I’m beginning to realize just how much my time and sanity are worth. Which is to say I can’t be the Little Engine That Could(n’t Say No To Work) anymore.
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