Of course I have a job. It’s called Facebook. And Blogger.
I mean, daily I empower thousands of people with my written word. I am, after all, a renowned journalist, no?
Okay. So what I really meant was that near-daily I impact hundreds with words that I thoughtfully type on my computer. After all, I am a brilliant philosopher and professional mother, right?
So, what I meant to say is that every once in a while I randomly pick letters on a keyboard that make words that make sometimes coherent sentences that run together to put simple thoughts onto a blog that impacts 10s of people, eh?
Right on, Brookie baby! Right on.
See. I told you I have a job.
Who are these people?
Why, that’s my hottie husband and my three wee ones.
No. They are not my job.
They are my life.
Now, if you will excuse me, I have a job to do. After all, I haven’t finished “Liking” what everyone ate for breakfast yet this morning on Facebook 😉