Somtimes I wish I was immoral.

Sometimes I do truly wish I was an immoral bitch.
There are times when this quality would make things in life so much easier for me to deal with.
Like now.
Yesterday I was offered a position that would provide me with a month and a half of holiday and such pay in the next three months that I would be comfortable and ready to welcome this long vacation and my mum on her visit in August.
As it is though, me being an individual of a high sense for one's duties and responsibilities, a looser with high moral standards and overpowering conscience, I end up starting my new job a month later than this dream offered, purely in order not to screw over my current employers and colleagues, break the hearts of my children and shock their parents into distrust and thus am ending up screwing over my own self in a way for despite having my starting day as off July there is no position for me to fill in at that time just as yet.
What this means is that I shall have to dig into my savings in order to survive the summer which means that as I start my fulltime ALT position in Septemner I might as well start on the savings all over again...
...BUT what it also means is that the next two months, not counting in June, appear to me to be of a rather vague and blurry nature,... rather FREE I dare to say.
I have not a clue about what is going to happen to me and I feel eliberated!
I am laughing inside with relief as I was laughing outside yesterday when I finished the consultation with my new employer.
I have no idea what the immediate future holds for me, I might be poor again, but I know that holding on to my moral self I will be able to re-start again and do so with no negative hindrances, something like the new hybrid cars at traffic lights. Eco!
One's moral values, a filter to one's self! Being Eco to one's inner environment. Selfvironmental.

***How could I ever build my happiness, and believe I could keep it, on the bent aching backs of others??!!!*** ~is the moral of my story!*