My sister was just here for the weekend. Which was great since I didn't have anything to distract me from simply freaking the hell out from Friday until Monday. The weekend is just a dead zone for the unemployed. No one worries about human resources over the weekend. So, I'm very excited about today. I'm really hoping someone calls me about a job today. Come on, Monday. Redeem thyself.
I don't mind not working. I don't mind it at all. In fact, I'm loving it. I am, however, not so thrilled about not having money. Or being homeless. Not that I would be without a home, I would just be living in one belonging to someone else as I continued to try to salvage my life. Again. I almost threw up just now. Yeah. I need to figure this out and now. Immediately. Hopefully today. I have my interview outfit ready. Remember that sweater vest incident from... several months ago? Yeah. I got one this time. It was very easy since they're actually in season right now. Anyway... I just need the call then a time and place. I will destroy that interview. No one sells it like I do. I can out enthuse anyone. I'm a one man riot.
I've started packing. Either way - job or no, I'm probably moving soon. Most of the current and adequately paying employment opportunities are about 40-50 miles west of here, which will be fine in the short term. I did that for a few months when I first transferred here while they were still building my permanent location. Those were really long days. 12 hour days with commute. Yikes. So, I could do it again for awhile, but I'd definitely be in the market for an apartment closer to my money maker. I'm gonna shake that sucker like a snow globe.
I've been electronically pimping myself out for a week now. I will resume more of the same tomorrow. It's a process. It's a long, irritating, bullshit process.
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