Hiatus

So I've been on hiatus for a rather long time. But I have excuses. Like that I got a job. Sure, I'm only working retail, but a job's a job. Money coming in and all that. And even thought it isn't full time, I'm working hard and have such weird hours that I'm so tired. And once I get out of the habit of doing something, it's hard to get back into it. Like flossing my teeth. Or going to bed on time.

So, anyway, in the month or so since I last posted, I got the job, I watched the entire series of Kings (awesome), I've read some good books, and I've gotten myself an ear infection. Woot.

But I'm back.

Concert

Last night my friend and I went to an awesome concert: Keith Urban with Sugarland. And in order to satisfy you music snobs out there, we left halfway through Keith Urban. He was too loud. And all his songs sound alike. And my friend was getting a headache from the bass.

However, Sugarland rocked the house. And Jennifer Nettles (the singer) will blow your head off with her talent. That woman can sing.

But they sang a song that I'd forgotten about: "Gotta Be Something More." I used to belt it out on my way to work. Which I haven't done in awhile because I haven't exactly been commuting recently.

But during the song while my friend and I were dancing and being generally joyful and happy, the words hit home again. And I realized that now I get to find something more. So while I would love to have any job, I hope that when I finally find something it won't just be another paycheck. And that it will give me time to find something more to do with my life than simply breathing in exhaust and staring at a computer screen.

Bungy Jumping

This February I had one of the best vacations ever when I went to New Zealand. And my friend really wanted to bungy at the original bungy. Once we got there I decided to jump, too. Just so that I don't have to tell my grandchildren that I wimped out. And it was pretty durn amazing.

Today I was reflecting that this unemployment thing is a bit like the jump. At first, the view is all beautiful and everything as you stand on the bridge waiting to jump:

Which is exactly how I feel about being released from the chains of my previous workplace. Such a beautiful vista of not having to climb those stairs and sit at that desk and stare blankly at a computer screen. Instead I get the chance to do things I want to. To even write this blog.

But, see, then you look down and see just how far you're about to free-fall. Into a river. Which seems terrifying at first.

But the experts have put a bungy cord on you so that it will catch you as you free fall towards the river.

And this is where I admit how thankful I am that I prepared for a rainy day. Because my savings and everything are going to be my bungy cord. That metaphor makes me especially happy because it means that the fall will be thrilling, exciting and terrifying and then end in a lovely swing and not a jerky stop. And then some friendly faces will help me end the ride (the guys who collected me from the end of the bungy cord). This thought is making me happy.

Oh, and me jumping:

Spaghetti

Today I started on the job search -- and the sending out of the resumes. Since I hated my old job so much, I've decided to not limit my search to "jobs I'm definitely sure I could land" or "jobs that are just like what I left."

Except, now that I'm starting off I feel like I'm throwing spaghetti at the wall -- hoping that something, somewhere sticks. And it's making me want spaghetti and meatballs. Thankfully, I have all the time in the world to make some. Huzzah.