I'm worried about the future of this blog. I'm worried I don't have anything exciting to write about anymore because I'm working. When I was unemployed, I was free to explore Chicago and write about the shenanigans and ballyhoo going on around me. Now I'm in Corporate America where everyday is like Groundhog Day.
Here's my day...
I go to work at 8 a.m., sit at my desk and make calls, all the while looking forward to lunch.
At noon, I got to lunch.
After lunch, I sit at my desk and make calls, all the while looking forward to 5 p.m.
5:01 p.m., I go home.
5:25 I put on my Jersey Shore-ish velour casual pantsuit and lay on the couch. And. I. Don't. Move.
9:30 I get ready for bed and do it all over again.
Is my writing career over because I'm boring now??? Ugh!