Even Tho’ We Ain’t Got Money

We spent the holiday weekend up in Maine with my parents and, besides the now annual trip to the Wildlife Park and the Forest Lake boat parade/fireworks (Loon Queen led and illegally bought), there was a lot of time for me to swing on the hammock (when it wasn’t raining), and think about my next moves.

The new job with Manhattan Plant Design Experts is great in most every way…I’m moving around all day (as opposed to being chained to a desk), I’m learning hands-on expert tips and tricks about plant maintenance, the only supervisor I ever answer to regularly is a chilled-out Spanish dude named Javier, I have a healthy mix of alone-time and time spent socializing with a variety of new people, and since I have a “uniform” (a really cute baby tee with the company lotus/zen logo on it) I don’t have to really worry about my outfit early in the morning. The catch is…the money. I have more or less cut my full-time salary in HALF by taking this job, a fact I was aware of when putting in the 2 weeks notice, but per the usual way I deal with money, I chose to stick my head in the sand instead of thinking about it.

But I have no intention of quitting this job. You could say its due to my stubborn-as-a-mule refusal to return to cube-culture, even if it means the only “luxury” I allow myself is my Netflix subscription. But there’s more to it than that–I chose this new career path, and am fully prepared to pay my dues (while padding my resume), regardless of any economic downturns. I think it’s sad how so many people feel trapped in their jobs due to the “unknown” of trying something new. I know not having a man-child boss lording over me anymore, along with a free gym membership (it’s called walking), is worth the lifestyle crunch.

That being said, I am aware that the lugging of a 10 pound bag of tools while on foot (which is going to get REALLY fun come blazing August and frigid February) will only hold its charm for so long. As writer Anna Johnson so eloquently describes stopgap jobs in one of my favorite books (Three Black Skirts): “Interim jobs…feel insignificant only if you see them as a dead end…Focus your energies on the job you really want. To get out of an in-between job, give yourself a deadline, a modest savings plan, and a strategy.”

So…I’ve already scored 1 regular freelance client and am hustling to fill that dance card with more regulars (spread the word, peeps – I am an experienced/talented graphic designer), I’m working at an entry level and soul fulfilling job perfectly in line with my shiny new career, our lease runs out in March, and there’s a little Farm up north that could use some management for next year’s summer months (because you have to be craycray if you think I’m going to live 15 minutes away from Canada in the middle of winter).

If I wanted to delve even deeper into my woodland fantasy future, I’d imagine building a home out of salvaged pieces with secret histories, a la Handmade Houses: A Guide to the Woodbutcher’s Art by Art Boericke (which I conveniently borrowed from Mom and Daddio), and surrounding it with 6 Zones of Permacultured perfection. But one thing at a time…

Photos: Are from the Handmade Houses book. Buy it, seriously.


7 thoughts on “Even Tho’ We Ain’t Got Money

  1. That first house needs to be my home. How much for the floor plan? I’ll build a practice one on my roof…

  2. Yes! Of course you would have also heard of this little known book…and yes, I will need a park-day soon. I have class all next weekend, but maybe soon after that?

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