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Jan. 4th, 2014 09:33 pmLeaving the apartment has become an increasing struggle in recent weeks. The fact that new year's day turned out as disastrously for Darrow as it did only makes Kurt feel more justified in spending more time at home. He's been grabbing fewer hours of work, and going into spring semester, he'll have a slightly lighter class schedule than before. Slowly, he's trying to ease everything down, finding a balance of work and home that sways towards the latter, giving him more of an opportunity to spend time with Blaine.
This is always what happens, he thinks. Losing someone, whether metaphorically or literally, makes him want to camp out at home, with the people he loves, savoring every second that he has with them. It might be uninspired, cuddling up with Blaine on the couch and watching film after film, but it feels safe and it feels sustainable and it feels right.
The problem is, pulling the least of one's weight isn't good for retail. The amount he gets on commission is lessening, and the patience of his manager along with it. Unless Kurt wants to throw everything at that job again, he needs to find some way to make up the difference, and he wants to try. He wants to see if there's any way that he can keep the household comfortable, while still spending more time at home.
Which is why he's hanging up fliers for voice lessons on the corkboard at The Bean Counter, carefully stepping back to make sure that he's pinned it level with the frame.
"You think anyone will actually take me up on this?" he murmurs to himself with a soft sigh. He's not too hopeful that he'll find students, but honestly, even one would be nice. Singing is always a good release of tension and emotion, and spreading the joy of it to more people is something Kurt doesn't think he'd ever tire of, if they only gave him the opportunity.
This is always what happens, he thinks. Losing someone, whether metaphorically or literally, makes him want to camp out at home, with the people he loves, savoring every second that he has with them. It might be uninspired, cuddling up with Blaine on the couch and watching film after film, but it feels safe and it feels sustainable and it feels right.
The problem is, pulling the least of one's weight isn't good for retail. The amount he gets on commission is lessening, and the patience of his manager along with it. Unless Kurt wants to throw everything at that job again, he needs to find some way to make up the difference, and he wants to try. He wants to see if there's any way that he can keep the household comfortable, while still spending more time at home.
Which is why he's hanging up fliers for voice lessons on the corkboard at The Bean Counter, carefully stepping back to make sure that he's pinned it level with the frame.
"You think anyone will actually take me up on this?" he murmurs to himself with a soft sigh. He's not too hopeful that he'll find students, but honestly, even one would be nice. Singing is always a good release of tension and emotion, and spreading the joy of it to more people is something Kurt doesn't think he'd ever tire of, if they only gave him the opportunity.