This week I'm going a little crazy. I have discovered that it takes me less and less time to do any jobs around the house (no! not though being less thorough...I would give Kim and Aggie a good run for their money :s), I write a little or a lot (depending how inspired I am), play the piano, the ukulele, I prepare myself to teach (pop my ballet shoes in a bag). And then I'm bored. It does not help that it's rainy.
It's OK. I'm going to India in a month where I will be far from bored and far from home. Excitement, oui?!
But this has got me thinking what will come next. I have options:
a) Return from travelling, get any old job, save, travel somewhere else.
b) Return from travelling, get any old job, save, go to Italy for a while to eat a lot and learn a new language.
c)Return from travelling, get any old job, save, go to University, study something undecided (English/History/Publishing/Journalism/help me!)
d)Return from travelling, get a job that I like. Maybe do an internship.
a) or b) are the easy options. I like new places, I like the lack of decision these entail. There is something pleasantly bohemian about wandering around the world, journal in hand, dancing as I go. But I don't want to have to put up with awful jobs in between.
I'm realistic enough to know I will end up being a waitress or something when I get back to London in February. Yes soul destroying, but it's easy and something is better than nothing. But then what?
Small aside: the radio is currently telling me (and has been for the last ten minutes) how difficult it is to get a job and how everyone is unemployed (957,000 young people). Great, thanks Newsbeat. Humph!
It does not help me that people keep asking me what I will do next. There is nothing like the pressure of expectation, is there? Grandparents are a particular culprit. I tell them I will have an epiphany in India. I hope the thought of me becoming some kind of meditating and silent female Buddha, and worse, a vegetarian, freaks them out.
As for the internship option, how do you fund yourself? I'll have just spent all my money on poppadoms and papier-mache, I can't afford to work for free.
It's tough to be so indecisive. Perhaps I should choose something that's in demand. I'll google it...
Ok, the results are:
HR - I don't like filling in forms
Construction - But my beautiful nails!
PR- What do they even do?
Teaching - With fresh memories of being shown a verruca, I think not.
Midwifery - Kind of like the idea I suppose, apart from the life/death part :s
IT Consultant - Ha! Hahahahahah!
Nursing - Yuck.
Accounting - Zzzzzzz
Oil worker - Made for it, clearly.
Market Research - Hmmm...no.
See. There's no pleasing me. Being a silent, vegetarian, do gooder sounds more and more appealling (except the lack of talking, bacon and clothes shopping).
That's it, I'm going to be an astronaut.
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