I think I've finally come to terms with the fact that I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing - staying at home with Emily. I've figured out the only reason that I want to work is so that I can have some extra money, but then i realize that money can't buy happiness, so if that's all I'm working for, it's really not worth it. If I'm going to work, it should be because I love doing that particular job. And there is no job in this whole entire universe that I would love to do more than what I'm currently doing. (Ok, so I can think of a few jobs I'd love to have, but Lord knows I'm never gonna get them.)
My mom, because she is my mom and she thinks I'm great when I am really not great, found a perfect job for me. A blogging job. A blogging job that I can do here at home. A blogging job that I can do here at home and make major money doing it. I think I like the sound of that. It's just about as close to perfect as I think a job can be. The problem is, I need votes to get this job. Lots of votes. The current leader has 2811 votes. I have 8.
You have until October 30th to help make me a winner, and you can vote once a day. So go vote here! Please. Pretty please. Pretty please with a cherry on top. And whipped cream!