Get a job

Well, my unemployment experiment is officially over. On Wednesday I had a second interview at the architecture firm where Jim works, and received an offer later that day. It’s odd to think we’ll be coworkers. But I actually don’t think we’ll see each other much aside from staff meetings, which should be interesting. Jim has already warned me he uses these gatherings as a forum for his smart-ass comments, so I will have to find a way to curtail my embarrassment. I am all for jackassery, but I prefer smaller venues. I would never willingly attract attention in a setting with more than 10 people or so, and Jim’s comments will undoubtedly mean I’ll be GETTING attention, whether I want it or not. People will be looking to me for a reaction, right? Urgh.

Anywho, my first day will be either June 1st or 4th, depending on whether it matters if I start on a Monday. That means I should have time to wrap up the insane amount of freelance work I have committed to. Don’t get me wrong, the extra money IS fabulous, especially since I took a buyout at my previous job that means I’ll be getting paychecks from that company through the end of June. But I won’t have much time to laze about the house, eating bon bons and carrying on extensive one-sided conversations with the dogs.

At the very least I thought unemployment would allow me to accomplish a few things like polishing off Infinite Jest once and for all (that damn book will be the death of me), or maybe getting my office organized. But neither thing has happened. I probably need to manage my time better, be more disciplined and whatnot. Man-up and get some shiznit done. Nose to the grindstone. Serious of purpose.

But at the moment I’m in New Mexico, visiting my family and not doing a single productive thing other than eating as much green chili as possible and carefully monitoring Banjo's behavior (he's very sneaksies and tricksies when he's out of his element). When I return to Colorado I’ll need to give some thought as to what I want to accomplish in the next month. Sounds like it’s time for a little obsessive-compulsive list making! My specialty.