Day Two

I must say that riding the high of listening to all of the wealth tapes did make going into work a much more pleasant experience.  I simply pretended that I was doing it for fun.  To get out among people and pick out character traits, make contacts for more freelance work, and to play with friends old and new.  Instead of how I used to view it which was as a karmic debtors prison, indentured servitude, the 'dues' I was paying to be successful later on.  My dues are paid in full.  I have paid my debts, given my service and cut my swath through the jungle path.  Now it's time for the pay off.  Now it's time to let it all in, everything I've created, everything I've dreamed about, everything I've hoped and wished for, now is the time for my content-vs. dis-content. 

When I went back to Starbucks-because I needed money and couldn't figure out any other way to get it- I had to give my word that I would stay there for a year in order to be hired back.  (I'd never made it much past the 6 month mark on my 4 or 5 previous tours) The plan was that I would work there while we finished our first book.  However, I allowed the drama to engulf me and I can assure you that Starbucks has Drama.  Since I want, sorry, We- Cordy's my co-author in this- wanted the book to be a high, happy, joyful romp, and I didn't want to get any of the icky, dark, Drama bits on it, we didn't get squat written.  Even when I would take a week off out of every three Something would happen to eat that week- a dying dog staying with us, a massive fight with my mom that left me hiding under the covers licking my wounds, whatever-so the plan didn't really work out that well.  It was a VERY long year but I did it, back in April.  April 28th to be precise.  So, why am I still there?

Part of the reason why I keep going to back is that you get full benefits for 22.5 hours a week, problem is that I've never utilized them.  I've paid for them, with every paycheck, but I've never used them.  I'm not a big fan of modern medicine so that's one reason but I feel like I should use them before I go.  Habit is another reason, it gives me something to bitch about.  And, the limited amount of money it brings in does keep us in beer and bones.  That said, there HAS to be a better way!  There just HAS to be a better way!  A happy, joyfilled, FUN way to finance my life.  One that doesn't wring every last drop out of me or require the patience of Job to keep from smacking rude people from, well being, Rude all the time. 

So, today I will look for positive aspects.  Today I will find a way to make peace with being there.  Today i will find some way to make it Fun.  That is how I will feel wealthy today.