Today is another slow day at the salon. I'm grateful to have the time to write until my hand cramps and my thumb falls asleep, but I need more clients to come in. On the plus side I'm way ahead of schedule on the first draft and need to figure out how to install word on a computer with no disk drive. I wonder if any place rents them. I love writing long hand, but I'll be glad when I can start typing it up and changing things a bit.
I'm such a whiner. I'm living the life of my dreams and acting like a full-time writer. It's exactly what I asked for when I told my husband I wanted to quit my job at the hospital and stay home to write. He said no so I went to cosmetology school. The only job I could get after school was part-time at CC and I was grateful until the corporate crap chased me off. Now I'm living the dream I've always had and I'm still not satisfied . Of course in my version there was no $237 a week rent to wrangle up.
My desk rocks!
All I need is five clients a day and I will be set. So if you know anyone in Tucson who needs a cut, color, or facial wax send them my way and I promise to be nice.
Now I need a butt in my chair please!