"A true friend is someone who thinks that you are a good egg even though he knows that you are slightly cracked." ~ Bernard Meltzer"
My poor friends are so used to this time of year - and are so patient with me as it approaches. Its been a busy year (working part-time, completing Gold Coast marathon, renovating the house - nearly forgot about that! and having been touched by a few tragic stories) and as the weather improves and the holidays approach my poor great friends hear my lament:
Me:"That's it - there has got to be an easier way to make money. I wish I had a job I loved! I don't think I'm fulfilling any of my roles to my satisfaction - none of my balls are in the air any more, they are all on the floor somewhere being chased by the cats".
Girls:" You are right - life is too short - quit your job and work out what makes you happy."
Me: "Excellent idea" I quit (again).......
Then March comes around, kids are back at school, school fees loom large, I want to go on holidays to Africa (or Fiji, Noosa or New Zealand etc etc) and I am at a loss what to do with myself:
Me:" Girls, guess what? I've got a new fantastic job - it pays well, I only have to work a couple of days / week and I don't have to work school holidays. Isn't it fantastic!"
Girls:" Mmmm do you love it?"
Me:" Well it pays well and they promise I won't have to work more than I want to...."
Girls: "We've heard that before"
Me:"I know, I know. This time it will be different."
Then October comes around, I've worked every school holidays and am now sometimes working nights and weekends.....and the girls are still my friends and I can't imagine how they put up with this annual ridiculous saga that is my life.
How does anyone find the balance? Is it all a feminist myth?
Promise my next story will be about books....
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