No, seriously. For the last two weeks I've been substituting for a neighbour as a cleaning lady in the local bank, so she could go on a vacation. Now, I'm not saying it's embarrassing or anything - it's a job, and someone's gotta do it - but don't you think it's a little bit sad to be 29 and the only job you can find is cleaning someone's toilet for almost no money for an extremely short period of time? And now, back to being unemployed. Yay.
Well, I didn't plan to start on such a gloomy note, but there you have it. At least I didn't bring up my hemorrhoids (that is a story for a different post, best one I never ever write. You're welcome.)
In other news, my sister moved out. She and her fiance rented a flat in the city, so here I am, at 29, finally having a room to myself. I knew this day would come! And I'm still not paying rent. So... win?
