Of Creamer & Careers

I don’t know what I’m doing.  Here, in life, or even with my cof­fee. See, it might be time to try a dif­fer­ent creamer. I should prob­a­bly (finally) stop using creamer, but I’m not going to.  Ever. I once attempted it.  I lasted about 5 minutes.

And really right now I’m hav­ing a hard time but not with my creamer. I decided if I want a creamer I’m going to have it.  Even if it’s fla­vored. A girl’s gotta have some­thing to smile about.  But I might go with a dif­fer­ent fla­vor, who knows? I’m a wild woman. OK, not really I’m a crea­ture of pre­dictabil­ity & com­fort.  Mess­ing with that causes me to become a panic stricken ball of nerves.

Instead, my nerves are already going into over­drive.  Work is not some­thing I’m smil­ing about.  I went from feel­ing pretty awe­some about work ear­lier this sum­mer to hav­ing set backs hit one after the other.

Due to low enroll­ment I am teach­ing less, sud­denly, turns out when peo­ple are look­ing to go back to school in a down econ­omy soci­ol­ogy isn’t their first choice.  I know CRAZY!  I mean look how far it’s got­ten me. Oh wait, I might not be the best walk­ing cam­paign given the whole work reduc­tion factor.

Because not only am I not teach­ing as much I’m not doing enough other work.  And it turns out work is some­thing we need me to do, even if the evening teach­ing are not some­thing we’re excited for me to do.  Yes, I have com­plained about how hard it is to split-shift par­ent because I do enjoy see­ing my kids with my hus­band & hav­ing din­ner together BUT there are bills & var­i­ous expenses that need to be paid.  Money does that, money I earn helps pay stu­dent loans for exam­ple. My good looks, charm­ing per­son­al­ity or lack of dance-off skills doesn’t.

As part of the under­em­ployed PhD route I also learned fund­ing for a research posi­tion I have been work­ing in on & off for a few years has not come through.  Yet.  I’m pray­ing Yet.  If not Yet then I’m going on a creamer binge to calm my nerves over money. That or another career must be open­ing up & this is all part of some cos­mic plan to lead me to a new path.  How­ever, I’m guess­ing I bet­ter stock up on creamer.

Tagged as: academia, bummed, underemployed, work