Hey. I did some oxy yesterday and I feel wonderful today. I just want to get that out of the way before I talk about anything else.
I didn't post in the blog yesterday at all
!!! I was busy outside building a trellis/roof sort of thing for our new Lawn & Garden Department. It was actually a lot of fun. I was out with the guys talking jokes and just building. We got it up quick enough for me to paint it too. These are the days where I enjoy my profession. Maybe I should become a painter/small repairs guy and start my own business.
Seriously. I could start small and get a few jobs here and there and still keep my full time position @ the building supplies joint. If I could bring in maybe $500/week, I'd fully quit my job. Obviously I don't make that much money now but, screw it. If I could do something that pays the bills without having some asshole boss telling me what the fuck to do all the time, that'd just be nice.
I've even got a few ppl that would work with me, paid of course, who hate their jobs as well. 25 is a weird age (not that other ages aren't more awkward and strange). I just feel like I'm at the beginning of the REAL or profound section of my life. I feel the need to be more serious more often. Work is quickly becoming the most dominant part of what I have going on day-to-day.
It's just a thought, but I mean...if I had to leave this position for some reason (drug test), at least I'd have some kind of plan to fall back on. I've done some under-the-table work on the side before and it always worked well. I'm sure those customers would provide references for my craftsmanship.
I'm thinking I could paint, stain, repair drywall, build decks, build overhead coverings, lay concrete slabs, possibly even do a little plumbing. I know what; I should start a website: NoborusFixing.com.
Maybe in a year from now I'll be blogging about how my business has grown from a 1 person outfit to a whole entourage of painters and Mr. Fix-it's, all in my crew.
I'm not depressed today b/c I did oxy yesterday. I'm anti-depressed. Isn't that the saddest part about this whole post?
I didn't post in the blog yesterday at all
!!! I was busy outside building a trellis/roof sort of thing for our new Lawn & Garden Department. It was actually a lot of fun. I was out with the guys talking jokes and just building. We got it up quick enough for me to paint it too. These are the days where I enjoy my profession. Maybe I should become a painter/small repairs guy and start my own business. Seriously. I could start small and get a few jobs here and there and still keep my full time position @ the building supplies joint. If I could bring in maybe $500/week, I'd fully quit my job. Obviously I don't make that much money now but, screw it. If I could do something that pays the bills without having some asshole boss telling me what the fuck to do all the time, that'd just be nice.
I've even got a few ppl that would work with me, paid of course, who hate their jobs as well. 25 is a weird age (not that other ages aren't more awkward and strange). I just feel like I'm at the beginning of the REAL or profound section of my life. I feel the need to be more serious more often. Work is quickly becoming the most dominant part of what I have going on day-to-day.
It's just a thought, but I mean...if I had to leave this position for some reason (drug test), at least I'd have some kind of plan to fall back on. I've done some under-the-table work on the side before and it always worked well. I'm sure those customers would provide references for my craftsmanship.
I'm thinking I could paint, stain, repair drywall, build decks, build overhead coverings, lay concrete slabs, possibly even do a little plumbing. I know what; I should start a website: NoborusFixing.com.
Maybe in a year from now I'll be blogging about how my business has grown from a 1 person outfit to a whole entourage of painters and Mr. Fix-it's, all in my crew.
I'm not depressed today b/c I did oxy yesterday. I'm anti-depressed. Isn't that the saddest part about this whole post?
