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August 26, 3:45am

Okay, I really am going to sleep now.

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August 27, 10:30am

Ugh.Of course, now I have overslept. Still. Excellent party. I usually like parties, but this one was even better. Someone suggested a line of income that could actually make me decent money while I figure out my life. Nannying. I had never really considered this, but, after all, we had a nanny at our home. She lived with us until I was 10, and then helped on and off over the years until she moved to New York. She was always a good friend and I feel a twinge of guilt that I lost touch. I should’ve been more grateful, right?

Okay, stop, don’t distract yourself. Focus on the present.

It’s not really a viable long-term solution, but I realize I’ve spent the last two years going nowhere. I need a job to make a little money, save up a bit, and sort out where I’m going in life. Maybe prepare for a “real” job, whatever that means.

How do people do this adult thing, anyway? I still can barely figure out my taxes. Okay, okay, stop. You’re fine. Everything will be fine. This could be fun.

I think of the pros:

I like kids. This has to help, right?

I’m a pleaser. I think I could do well in any kind of client facing job— and I’d be facing the client on a daily basis.

Something positive here.

Then the cons:

I have no intention to stay a nanny forever. Am I just delaying life again?

Something negative here.

Something more negative here?

I promised myself I’d be good and find a job quickly. I am in no position to say no to anything right now. You should at least give this a try, I inform me. Stop thinking you’re too good for this, when you are leeching off your friend. I hate imposing on Rachel for too long. I know it sounds a bit trashy, but I start calling Craigslist ads seeking nannies. That’s where Rachel’s nanny friend suggested I start, “they honestly are pretty legitimate job offers! Well, why not give it a try? I search up a few positions.

The first call is disappointing. She wants me to have my own car, drive her kids everywhere, make dinner, live outside the home — all for a grand total of $400 a month.

I might as well have stayed in the Peace Corps. How can people live on that?

I suspect she’s not paying legal citizens, who are therefore desperate enough to take anything and don’t have to report the income. I think I’d best stay away from that, though I feel sorry for whomever she finally hooks into the position.

The second call is moderately better. But they don’t sound like they need a nanny any time soon.

I run through ad after ad after ad.

One of these has to pay off, right?

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September 1, 10:40am

I’m goingto give myself a break from the job search. Rachel offered to drive us to the Chicago Botanic Gardens.Why not? It’s a beautiful day.

I indulge myself making French toast with berries for an admittedly late breakfast(wait, that’s brunch. God, I miss brunch!). We even have whipped cream. Then it’s off to the flowers! I’m so glad I have a roommate/friend that loves to drive. Today is a perfect day for an adventure.

September 1, 4:30pm

The flowers are absolutelygorgeous here, after all the rain that’s come through. Seas of pinks, reds, yellows, purples, indigos, and every shade of the rainbow. Now I just have to spend the next two hours sorting all the pictures and saving my favorites. This year, I’m going to keep up with my photo album. Belated New Year’s resolution and all that. I will order actual photo albums that treasure my memories, and my parents will be so pleased when they visit.

Yes, that sounds about right.

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