take my job!

Ever since the beginning of may, I've been waiting anxiously for the end of june, my imaginary cut off date with the family. not that I don't like working for them, but it's really a pain in the ass (and every other muscle and bone in my body, physically) to simply even go to work.

I spend 2 dagnammed hours to commute; if I take my computer, I discover a loose screw in my body by the 4th step; if I don't take my computer, I waste all the time that I spend at the house and all my existing pains still start by the 10th step.

The dread of going to work amplified 16 times when I found out 5 days ago that they need me until the end of eternity (july)!!! I thought they only needed me until school vacation, but they actually meant whenever the parents wanted to take their vacation. There's no way will I be able to board the train to Chaville for another month; or lug my 5 ton computer in the forest; or cook with nothing I like in the fridge; or order cereal only to have it all be eaten the day after it arrives; or hear to ariane's voice for another month of my life.

I am wasting so much of the time that I don't have left in Paris, am not paid jack, totally over both of the kids, (ok fine, not juliette I would pack her in my Florida bags if I could, I just wanted to hear myself say out of spite that I was over her ).

But still, I can't bring myself to just leave. The family has been too good to me, the only reason it's not rewarding now is because I've chosen no longer live there.