The Job Hunt of 2010/2011 has come to an end.
(And there was much rejoicing.)
I will spare you the job details, save this: I’ll be writing for a web media company located a mere 3 miles from my house. The job includes full benefits and a lot of cool people to work with.
The adult parts of me are like this: Oh, thank the lord, now I don’t have to panic that we will get smushed in a car accident and have a kazillion medical bills. Thank the gods that I will have a steady income, retirement planning, and DENTAL insurance! So far, I really like these people and I’m not stressed out at work all the time. Now I can get back into a routine that includes paychecks and going to the gym and getting out of the house!
The creative artist parts of me are like this: I really wanted to make a go of my own business while I had the chance. Now I’m afraid I’ll never be able to be on my own, making my own money and not held back by a salary.
The lazy parts of me are like this: No more naps at 2 in the afternoon. Can’t go shopping at 10 am. Can’t read a book all day out on the patio.
Also, I feel very cautious about getting excited. I got excited last year when I got that job at the non-profit and that was a total and complete unequivocal disaster, comparable only to the televised Romanian women’s gymnastics debacle of 2001.
I do believe in fate. I do believe in making your own way, too. I’m giving up on Making Too Many Plans because it’s a waste of time.
Tune in next time for an update on your favorite neighbors, Thug Life, with a guest appearance by Casa de la Crazytown.
*The picture today is of a Momiji doll. I’ve been obsessed with Momijis since I saw them in Canada a few years ago. This is called “Hurray.”