suck down the bitter, savor the sweet.
Reblogged from sleepydumpling :
"When I was a little girl, growing up in france, my mother worked sewing tapestries. Some of the tapestries were exported to America. The only problem was that many of the images on the tapestries were of naked people. My mother’s job was to cut out—the genitals of men and women and replace these parts with flowers so they could be sold to americans. My mother saved all the pictures of the genitials over the years, and one day she sewed them together as a quilt and then she gave the quilt to me. That’s the difference between French and American aesthetics."
Reblogged from lindstifa :
It could be anything—music, writing, drawing, acting, teaching—it really doesn’t matter. All that matters is that once you know what you want to do, you dive in a full 10 percent and spend the other 90 torturing yourself because you know damn well that it’s far too late to make a drastic career change, and that you’re stuck on this mind-numbing path for the rest of your life.
Is there any other way to live?
The Onion nails it.
Well this sure hits home. It is also a great lead-in for me to post on this week’s Thursday Theme of Bad Mistakes - which of course I can’t do right now because I have to go do other stuff.
Indeed. As we’ve seen so many times recently, The Onion made a piece of satire so good it physically hurts.
I have to present the other side of it, too, which is that for many of us, doing only the things we love would drive us into a life of near-poverty. And I make no judgement on those who do make that choice; in fact, good for them. I have friends who’ve made this choice and I support them fully. It’s not the choice for me, though. (Maybe I’m just not as good at is as they are, and I really fear that I wouldn’t even get up to the level of near-poverty. I’ve considered that, too.) By the way, when you have other souls you willingly choose to provide for, the calculus changes even further.
What the Onion piece does, and yes I know it’s satire, is an example of the fallacy of the excluded middle. It is possible to have a career that you don’t hate, at least, and a life that’s less than 90% torture, and that still leaves ample time for that which fulfills. It’s not an either/or proposition.
Maybe this is just what I tell myself to keep getting out of bed every day. Maybe I’m just rationalizing to make myself feel better. Maybe I’m just like my mother; she’s never satisfied.
I did the nights and weekends when I could afford to work only one job for over twenty years. Then my son grew up and left home, and I fucking made it happen.
I’m broke. Broke as fuck, I’m isolated, I hurt physically, I’ll be buried in a pauper’s grave, but I am happier than I’ve ever been, especially knowing I’m not taking the Boy down with me.
Patience, my pretties. You get another chance. Be ready to seize that motherfucker.
When I left my corporate job to work at the cheese shop I took an 80% pay cut. I am broke to the point where I had to borrow money in order to pay rent a couple of months ago.
It’s been the best year of my life and I wouldn’t give it back for the world.
I feel like the vast majority of people have a misunderstanding about the way life works. You can have (within reason, of course!) ANYTHING you want. You just can’t have EVERYTHING you want.
Want to weave baskets for a living? Awesome. You might just be sharing a studio apartment with 4 other people and eating ramen.
Want to make an obscene amount of money? Cool. You can do that too, although it may require racking up lots of student loan debt and letting your friendships and health fall by the wayside as you singularly pursue that particular objective—you can certainly do it.
Want something else, something in-between? That’s cool, too—but there are checks and balances you’ll have to keep in mind. You might not be able to basket-weave full-time AND carry a mortgage in a safe neighborhood AND feed and care for a child…so you might have to get a job in another industry and basketweave on the weekends if you decide that a mortgage and having a child (for instance) are actually more important to you than doing nothing but basketweaving for work forever and ever Amen. The checks and balances part is hard. It requires a lot of soul-searching, a lot of mistakes, a lot of compromise, a lot of sacrifice. And that seems to be the part people object to—the not being able to have it all, simultaneously, thing.
(I think the other people on this thread have done a bang-up job of redefining what’s important to them and what they want in life, BTW…I just am eye-rollingly tired of seeing this story pop up on my feeds because waaah waaah I have to give things up to get things and can’t pay for my nice apartment and nice car and multiple nights out a week and swanky vacations and brand-name clothing on a basketweavers’ salary waaah waaah.)
Reblogged from fatnutritionist :
Food is not an addictive substance.
It is my position that disordered eating behaviours (like purging, restricting, or binge eating) can be like behavioural addictions, but food itself is not an addictive substance, and eating is not inherently a behaviour of addiction. Salt is not addictive….
Reblogged from librariansoul :
"It’s not baby-sitting when Daddy does it. Who wouldn’t agree with that? The U.S. Census Bureau, apparently. When both parents are present in the household, the Census Bureau assumes for the purposes of its “Who’s Minding the Kids?” report, that the mother is the “designated parent.” And when the designated parent is working or at school, the bureau would like to know who’s providing child care.
If the answer is Daddy, as it was 26 percent of the time when these numbers were last released, in 2005, and 32 percent of the time in 2010, the Census Bureau calls that “care.” But if Mom is caring for a child while Dad’s at work, that’s not a “child care arrangement,” but something else. Parenting, presumably."
The Census Bureau Counts Fathers as ‘Child Care’ – NYTimes.com
And that’s my cue to shut the computer and read a nice book until I’m ready to go to sleep because N-O spells NO. (via annaverity)
duh, its only labor if a man has to do it.
Of course the comments dive immediately into MRA territory. *barfs up all internal organs in disgust*
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