According to UrbanDictionary.com, Funemployment is “a happy time in one’s life when one is not employed and not wanting to be employed.” Other definitions include receiving unemployment benefits and spending it on leisurely activities and not the important things like bills.
Having been funemployed for two months, I wouldn’t go so far as to call it a happy time. Sure, I don’t have to wake up early to head to an office, and I take afternoon naps, but it’s actually a little depressing.
Before I left for Australia, my funemployment consisted of watching all seasons of Mad Men. Now that I’m back, funemployment has been re-watching Friday Night Lights (clear eyes, full hearts baby), discovering The Mindy Project and New Girl, taking naps and waiting for that call back. (Don’t get me wrong, I want to be employed. Unemployment just sounds a little bit too…harsh.)
I should probably find a hobby or learn how to cook or sew. Is stamp collecting still a thing? I thought about training my dogs to do crazy tricks that maybe people will pay money to see…Unfortunately, my dogs don’t share my enthusiasm in trying to get them to roll over.
|Come on guys, roll over…please?|
So much for my dreams of getting my dogs to do backflips and jump over things and being even more awesome than the Olate Dogs.
Side note: Have you seen the Olate Dogs in action? They are amazing!
So in an attempt to not become a complete online TV watching blob, I decided to join the gym. Who told me that was a good idea again? I just finished my first week and my body is screaming out in agony. I can’t move my arms. My legs are sore. My abs ache. I have pain in muscles that I didn’t even know existed. Everyone tells me that it’ll get better and soon I’ll enjoy it. (umm, what?) I don’t even want to think that far ahead. For now let’s just hope that I actually show up on Monday. I’ll keep you updated. Wish me luck!