Thursday, April 29, 2010

A Surprising Reason I Need to Work....

Okay, so remember how I told you guys that I was coming back to the US of A and how excited I was because I was going to take Home Leave (a little known vacation the State Department gives its officers after they finish an assignment I mentioned, it's a rough transition from being a diplomat where everything is done for you -- to being a regular person -- with no immunity from The Man -- who also has to pay for EVERYTHING (which is an unspeakable outrage)!  You have to ease back into that....)  Anywhoo, I'm on week two of my vacation (and when I say "vacation,"  I mean running around doing stupid errands, like finding a home, changing my address with everyone, getting know...dumb, not-fun stuff) and it has become blatantly apparent that I am not suited to a life of leisure. 

Why you ask?? Because I'm officially bored.  And poor.   What the hell happened to all that overseas locality pay they were allegedly giving me?? Josh is going to be totally pissed when he realized that I pretty much squandered it all on candy and shoes.  In my defense, however, nobody could have known that candy and shoes would not be the best investment option.  It totally seemed like a sure thing.

Plus, it has become apparent that when I do not have a job that forces me to attend it on a regular basis, I lose the ability to care for myself.  I've lost the ability to dress in anything that is non-sweat pants and/or to comb my hair!  Honestly though, what's the point?? The people at Target accept me in my sweats and ponytail....the lady at Geico can't see me over the phone....It's gotten so bad, I'm considering applying for a job while I'm on vacation -- mostly so Josh won't leave me for another woman who wears actual clothes and combs her hair (that whore!)

Plus, living in a hotel has lost it's "charm" -- turns out, hotels don't think that we should be given separate bathrooms or an extra room unless we PAY for it....chaa!  What happened to customer service??  I'm guessing the maid here will be happy to see me leave when we finally get to move into our new place!  I'm hoping that once I have a house and no longer live out of a suitcase I'll be motivated to ensure that my "look" is a little less homeless  and a little more our new neighbors don't judge me.

I think we all know I'm the only judge-er around here here!


Anonymous said...

LOL! You kill me.

And if you're going to tell us all that you have been burying yourself in fun new shoes, the LEAST you can do is show us a picture of some of Joe's new sisters!

Seriously, hope you find a really great place to live! And Josh would never leave you - you're too funny! The man would totally die of boredom without you.

Fragrant Liar said...

Oy. I'm moving too (in a few weeks), so I feel your pain. Particularly, that pain in your ass. Know what I'm saying? Yeah, the looking for a place to live PIA. That one. Well, I found a place, but you know how hard it is to pack up a 2700 sf house and squeeze it into 1300 sf? Yeah, THAT PIA too. It's times like these we NEEEEEEED some sweet stuff (and new shoes) to assuage our PIA's. Right? Or at least some Cinnabons, of which I've had, um, many.

Charlene said...

Spending your cash on candy and shoes is a reasonable thing to do!

Don't let anyone tell you that isn't true.

If I didn't have to go out of the house, I would live in cotton shorts and t-shirts, not wear a bra or shoes! Who you dressing up for anyway!?

Anonymous said...

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melissad said...

Hahaha...I find this funny because I am in the same situation. Well I was last year around this time! I was in Balad for five months...Now I am separating because I'm ready for something different! I loved reading your post though because it is genuine!

sb.marianna said...

I don't blame you for walking around like that. I do it myself when I'm at home. That's why I have to seriously tidy up my room when friends want to come visit.

blognut said...

I think it's completely unreasonable for the hotel to not give you an extra bathroom at the very least. Don't they realize that the leading cause of divorce is having to share a bathroom sink? WTF?

tera said...

But isn't house-hunting at least kind of fun? 'Course, I don't know what kinds of houses you are hunting, or maybe not. I know it's not as fun as shoe shopping. Or purse buying - that's my addiction of choice. :)

But everything else sounds tedious. Drink more in the morning. Maybe that will help?

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