So, I'm unemployed and loving it. Here's how my typical day usually pans out. I get up anytime between 9 and 12. Ok, so I've never gotten up at 9. I guess the average get up time is about 10 o'clock. (Mind you I have already gotten up around 7 to take Kipper for a walk) I take Kipper for another walk, and usually get a coffee at Starbucks in my neighb. After that, I make myself a protein shake for "breakfast" or rarely scramble some egg whites - you see, I'm working on that killer body so I can become a rich and famous model. I'll let everyone know when that happens.
With my tummy full and my pup taken care of, I plop myself down on the computer to work on shaping my future. I could do any number of things, and right now there is no rhyme and reason to what goes on. Foremost on my mind right now is getting solid applications out to my graduate journalism school, so I've been working on the personal statement, corresponding with my recommenders to make sure they get their rec in, ordering transcripts, sending GRE scores, reviewing writing samples and all kinds of other thrilling tasks that go into successfully applying to schools.
Sometimes I'll look for jobs. This includes contacting friends, colleagues, and acquaintances and asking them for contacts or job leads. This includes trolling Craigslist along with millions of other people in NYC looking for a plum job, or even just a bartending or modeling gig. This includes. This includes emailing my work advisor who is "working" on getting me temp work - and I say working because so far she has done jack shit for me; not that I blame her, I can imagine she's got dozens and dozens of better qualified, needier applicants she can place for the scant temp jobs that are available. Still, the bitch could return an email. This includes applying for internships and emailing random editors telling them why they should hire me. It's often surprising where jobs can come from. But here's the catch. I don't really want a job. I'm on unemployment and its not so bad. $405 a week. That's $1620 a month for all you who haven't been keep up with your multiplication tables. Now, it's not like I'm going to be planning any Carribean vacations on this money, but it can certainly get me through the month. And I'm married now so I have my husband to support me if need be. Plus, Rick and I live pretty modestly. It's basically rent, gym, bills, and food. We hardly go out anymore, so the major bar tabs are a hazy memory. I've blown my wad on fab furniture over the past year so the apartment is nice and pleasant to be in. New clothes and gorgeous little things dahling would be nice, but I can live without. Going out to eat is nice, and we can still do that time to time. Thankfully, we are both healthy and I am covered under Rick's health insurance. Luckily, there is no compulsion to keep up with any Jones' so I'm living a pretty satisfying life. Trouble is, it clearly won't last. As lazy a person as I naturally am, I will want a job sooner than later. Once my applications are finished, I'll have nothing important to occupy my time and I'm going to feel like a giant waste of space.
Ok back to the schedule. Working on the computer all day get monotonous so I'll take breaks from time to time to time. If it's not to cold out, I'll take lil Kippy Reno out for a run to the dog park. It's a new routine I've developed and I really love it. I run along the Brooklyn Heights promenade, which always affords an impressive view of downtown Manhattan and the Brooklyn Bridge. I feel like Rocky training, and I can tell Kipper is so happy, with his eyes wild and alert, ears flopping in the wind. We go to the dog park which is about 1 mile, and although there are not as many dogs running around now that it's so wintery, usually there are one or two that Kippy gets to frolic with for a half hour or so. Other things I'll do to break up the monotony is surf the web, make some food, play fetch with the Kipster, watch CNN, chat online with friends, clean and do chores, play video games, stare at hot guys working out at the YMCA across the street from us, and yes, yank one out from time to time. Sometimes at the same time. Ah, the glory of masterbating mid-afternoon! Is it any wonder I'm loving being unemployed?
Now, many of you have probably noticed my allusions to my burgeoning modeling career. I like to try and talk about it tongue and cheek because it's kind of ridiculous, although I have made good money on it before, and I have been successful at it, so I think it really could be viable option to get me through the next several months until school starts. And certainly I could defer for year if they want me to be the new face of Calvin Klein Underware. Just saying. So, in pursuit of some gigs and or A CONTRACT, I've been doing several headshot shoots with my friend and wedding photographer Sara Wight. We got some really good ones and I am working on putting a comp card together soon.
Eventually Rick comes home around 4:00 and we usually chat and he showers, takes Kippy out and sometimes takes a nap at which point I go back to doing some more work. Now we are back to the point in the day when I was employed: Rick wakes up, we watch tv then go to the gym or the reverse of that, eat and do nighttime activities, which range from having sex to making tea.
Thanks for reading!! If you have any job leads or words or kindness, please let me know!
XO
JB
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