Three

Today was a day like most others. I woke up shortly before the alarm clock (which was kind of nice since lately my body has decided that 6:30 is perfect time to rise even though Salman Rushdie keeps me up late), ate some Peanut Butter Cheerios while making hate-y faces at Gayle King and apologizing to Charlie Rose for her existence.

Around 8:30 I poured a cup of coffee and checked on the herblings. In case you are wondering they’re doing quite well. I was a little worried about the Parsley, but there are signs of life in the bucket. The mustard is a bit of a drama queen and will fall to the ground should it be in need of a sip of water.

The sun was shining, the breeze blowing, the outside smelling like what drinking from a garden hose tastes like and I had that “holy shit! this is my life” moment. This is what I do. I sit next to breezy, sunny windows and drink coffee and say stupid things on Twitter and work.

This all had extra significance today, because it was on this day in 2009 that I was laid off from my last “real job.” Can you believe it? I can hardly believe it. Since then I’ve managed to scrape together enough freelance work to pay my mortgage for thirty-six months. THIRTY-SIX MONTHS! I’m amazed. I’m more than amazed. I’m dumbfounded, starstruck, and just a little bewildered.

People, I have been cubefree for three entire years. I cannot even begin to figure out how to thank my lucky stars for this extended stroke of good fortune. Each year when this anniversary rolls around I say that I just want to make it through the summer without having to get a real job. It’s worked so far, so I’ll say it again. I just want to make it through the summer without having to get a real job. I have big plans for this summer, not the least of which include Library Mondays with The Tibbles and a writing a fucking novel.

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6 Comments

  1. Lana Baker 16.May.12 at 2:32 am

    How long do you think it will be before you forget to say “I just want to make it through the summer” and realize months later that this is your for real life and woo hoo!?

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    1. Jodi 16.May.12 at 8:23 am

      Since I’m kind of superstitious, probably never. I don’t want to jinx it.

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  2. hotrod 17.May.12 at 6:05 am

    Congrats. That’s damn impressive. Hope you make it through another summer.

    My parsley is kicking ass. Just thought you’d want to know.

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    1. Jodi 17.May.12 at 7:01 am

      Just you wait, my dill might take over the world!

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  3. Most Ridic 18.May.12 at 12:55 pm

    Could not agree more, Gayle King is awful and reason enough to hate Oprah!

    I enjoy your blog, and congrats on the anniversary. Making your own way is impressive!

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    1. Jodi 18.May.12 at 12:57 pm

      We should start some kind of petition to get Gayle King off the morning show. She’s so awful. Really, she makes it difficult to watch because I’m so embarrassed for her and everyone who has to put with her. It’s awkward. Also, the other day I counted and she said I/Me/Mine 38 times in 45 minutes (and that includes commercials).

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