It’s been like a week and a half since I got fired, and while it hasn’t been as horrible as I thought it would be, I have discovered a few things about being unemployed that I thought I should share with you. Since I love making inane lists, I figured I would bust out my deep introspectiveness out on y’all that way.
Things That I Didn’t Exactly Know About Myself Until I Lost My Job, Version 1.0 (Because I’m pretty certain that there will be more editions as the time goes by):
*I am pretty lazy. I actually kinda sorta knew this about myself, but not having a job to apply myself to has really brought out the lazy side of me. I’m sure some may argue that my sudden laziness and sleepiness could be depression from my firing manifesting itself, but I’m just going with I’m inherently lazy. I slept for like 15 hours the other day. In two evenly spaced increments of time…I think I got up to gather my laundry in a sleepy, stumbly fashion at noonish, and then proceeded to lay back down and sleep til 5 pm. And I think I was momentarily confused as to why it was so dark, realized what time it was, said “eh” and got up to go deep fry some mini tacos.
…which brings me to another thing I’ve learned about myself.
*I eat. A LOT. Several times a day, as a matter of fact. I kinda knew that I had a big appetite, but back in the days when I had a job, general lack of morale and the crushing sadness of doing inane work made me forget that I was hungry. Now that I’m unemployed, I do stuff like sleep half the day and then get up and deep fry some Jose Ole mini tacos in my deep fryer and read the Steve Jobs biography. I’m pretty sure I’ve gained weight in the past week and a half.
*I really have no concrete sense of time. Since I don’t really have a structured day except for when I go to casino class, I pretty much have blurred the line between night and day. I have stayed up until sunrise a few times in the past week. I’ve woken up after sunset a few times as well. I might have been a Cullen in a past undead life.
*I have a pretty persuasive mind, that if taken into the wrong hands could very well be used for evil. Like I listened to Lana Del Rey on iTunes and couldn’t decide if I liked her or not, so I Hulu‘ed her horribly awkward performance on Saturday Night Live and thought she was a crap singer. But I couldn’t stop thinking about her song “Blue Jeans” and wound up talking myself into buying a few songs even though I think she is pretty awful. I listened to them a few times and I was like “god, she is horrible” and then my mind was like “is she really, Lashawn? Perhaps you should listen again”. And so I did.
*I read. A LOT. I mean, I know I read a lot, I pride myself on my superb love of all things literary. I learned to read at three and a half, reading is pretty much an intrinsic part of me just as much as my love of music or cheese. But I didn’t know that I will pretty much read anything, good or bad. I blame it on my persuasive mind (see above notation). I also think it might have to be partly due to the crushing boredom that is starting to sink in. I spent four hours on Wikipedia tonight, reading about random shit and random tangents that I clicked on in the originally random article I started four hours earlier. I think I’m gonna have to dust off my library card before my brain starts oozing out of my ears from lack of superb reading material.
*I like the idea of exercising, but I don’t actually like to do it. I think that I might have to talk myself into liking it though, if my thoughtless eating and laziness continues. I don’t want to be the girl that gained 65 pounds after she lost her job. That just seems like the beginning of a very slippery slope that could lead to some pretty serious repercussions. It’s time to bust out my free weights and my Gazelle and the Pilates DVDs I bought a few years back. And that Women’s Health book of 584546846 exercises that I got on a fitness kick.