i have three jobs.  i own my own housekeeping business, i work as a tutor, and i work as a front desk clerk at a local hotel.  i often think i should consolidate and get a single full time gig.  my husband and i are barely making it and i have three boys to help provide for as well. but there is something inherently vulgar to me about becoming a cubicle slave.   been there before: in by 8, break at 10 & 3(complete wastes of time), and lunch at noon, office politics, who’s your friend, who isn’t – i hated every minute of it. the money was okay, but i still struggled to pay my bills. and i would come home each evening with the only goal of recuperating from the day’s stress so i could survive the next.  i have declared it against my religion to work thusly.  even if i do have three jobs, in two of them i am making nearly twice what i would make at a desk job.  and i am working for myself.  i like my freedom, even if it means a meager existence.   there is also a bit of underground – ness about my wont to abstain from cubicles: that is i am exempt from the entire lifestyle that goes along with it. i am exempt from having to look ‘just so’. i am exempt from the drama of having to survive in shark infested corporate waters.  i am exempt from having to fight all day against negativity and insecurity.  so then, even if my income is currently exempt from abundance, at least i am free and independent.  i am happy in this circumstance. less is more. be well, frankie

About Frankie Wallace

Frankie earned her BA in History from CSU Chico. Her writing includes current events as well as self published fiction and a children's book she is publishing. She lives in northern California with one husband, two dogs, and three boys. Frankie is an avid cooker, reader, hiker, and napper. View all posts by Frankie Wallace

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