confession

confession: i like to be with people, particularly friends whom i love, more than i like to work. more importantly at the moment, more than i like to look for a job.


how this shakes down: i'm going to south and north carolina for a week and i still do not have a job. 


i'm sure true reason, common sense and most adults would say, 'grow up, kate, and get a job.'
and yet i refuse. 
i am in denial.
and i love to travel. 
perhaps it would be better if i didn't have money saved because then i would have to go get a job. as it is, i have a comfy amount of money in the bank (barring an expensive emergency) and a flexible, understanding family that is willing to be with me as i attempt to figure out this next transition phase of my life.


other confession: i'm going back to camp next summer. i can see no reason not to when it is the job i love most, am best at, and have nothing else knocking on my door begging me to give up camp. 


now, i am not planning on bumming for 8 more months. frankly, i cannot stand the bum status, in practice or explanation. i'm tired of people asking what i'm doing and then offering their similar perspectives on what i should do (generally connected to my degree). i know that it is a human compulsion to offer said advice but hearing it constantly is tiring. more motivation. :)also, i do not refuse to get a job, i merely don't know what to do.


conclusion--motivations: hatred of bum status. boredom. worn out ears. lame advice. purposeful life. 
[get a job.]  :/