Random collection of things, right? Well that's what's up.
We watched Terminator 2 last night. I'm in love. It was awesome. But I can't help but apply such things to my life. It's scary to think about the future. You think she's in bad shape for knowing what's going to happen...but at least she can prepare. For me, there's all these possible outcomes...but how do I get ready for it? How do I get ready for the extreme which would be...the collapse of civilization in my lifetime...and how do cope with the present, dumb politics and a world that the more I see of it, the more it's out to get us. I don't know what's worse really...collapse or no collapse. It would be horrible to live in an unfamiliar world...one of death and disease and angry people before beauty and happiness and goodness. But it's also horrible living in the present these days too...with everything as wrong as it seems to be. I can't stop seeing the vicious cycle of this culture. The latest example would mesh with my 2 year old news.
There's a really sweet girl that Robbie works with who would like me to babysit her son for her. I told her I'd be up for it...good experience, have a reference, she might refer me to other people, and I have something to do that makes me feel good in the world which is helping her out and helping her son. She works full time...a single mother, of course...who's trying to support her child. But she's caught in the cycle...she has to spend all her time working...so she can't take care of him herself...so she has to spend money on childcare...which if she were to pay me minimum wage, would take up most of her paycheck. What the hell is wrong with this world? Fortunately, I've decided to work for her anyways. It would kinda be like volunteering...but getting paid for it. Robbie and I are doing decently with his income (except this month I'm worried because it's the middle of the month and we don't even have rent money set aside yet...stupid things like groceries, gas, and clothes got in the way but...we'll work it out)...so the money I'd make would be extra...and nothing says that I'll have to keep working for her if something better comes along so...for right now at least...it's better than doing nothing. Plus it leaves me open and free to still do what I want. Which for me, is the most important thing.
Today Robbie and I went thrift store hopping...and ended up successfully getting him a nice looking suit for a wedding that he's going to be drumming at on Saturday. He's looking sharp but I'm finding little in my wardrobe that seems appropriate for me. I have two all white dresses which of course I can't wear...and a black and silver, kinda flashy dress which seems too...cluby. Besides that all my nice clothes are black...because I bought them for my job, where I had to wear all black, or for my grandpa's funeral...which duh...was black too. Whatever the case, it was fun. One great thing about this place is...we'll be able to find pretty much anything we need from a thrift store. They're as plentiful here as Starbucks is in NYC. Don't find what you want a one thrift store? Just walk across the street! Except in this case, it makes more since...because it's not the exact same stuff in every one.
Other than that, we've been fine. Stressing a bit financially. We're being as conscious as we possibly can...it's not that we splurge or anything...we buy only our bare necessities and if we do splurge it's on things like $3 cheese dip at the Mexican restaurant or a huge bag of frozen popsicles from Wal-Mart for a $1. But it seems like nobody leaves 15% tips around here cause everyone's too poor. Robert gets a lot of dollars...it's ridiculous.
And even to do babysitting...I won't ever be able to ask $10 an hour from anyone around here. I could drive up the steep, curvy 40 minute roads to Hillands if I wanted where the people are rich...but I'm not sure it's worth it to me. Especially as it gets into winter.
For me, I tend to do fine just saying "no, we're not buying that." But it's hard on Robbie. He has money and a home and the things he wants now for the first time in years...and he would like nothing more than to splurge it all on fun stuff and good food. He sighs every time I say "no". He thanks me later because he knows I'm being smart...but it's still hard for him. Mainly because he doesn't want it for me.
In other news, we've pretty much moved into the living room...which is basically as uncomfortable as it gets because the futon we bought from our friend Chad for $75 is pretty much just like sitting on metal bars...only deceiving because it LOOKS comfortable. It pissed me off today when we found a very comfortable couch for $50 that was also a hida-bed. I wanted to give our couch back and say "Just give us $50, keep $25, and sell it to someone else." But...too much work. Plus...I'm not sure what would be more uncomfortable to sleep on...the hida-bed or the metal bars.
Anyways since I'm going to be babysitting I'm putting off the job hunt again for a bit. If I feel uncomfortable with the kid, or am not making enough or it just doesn't work out for some reason, I'll tell her to find someone else, and load up my job gun again. But for now, we'll try this. (I heard the kid screaming in the back when I called her...should be fun. lol) Srsly guys...disciplining 2 year old tips would rule.
Love is still about...even after all of this,
-Kate
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