[ye olde fretmonkey]

Monday makes a scant 2 weeks. I wish I knew for sure that I could draw unemployment, I'd just take my damn sweet time and find the job I really want. But...

I mowed and weed-eated the front and back yards
I drained and mucked out the pool
I'm a-gonna clean the fridge tomorrow
I cleaned the house within 1/2 inch of its life
I'm a-gonna patch the pool a little here and there, give the pump a tuneup and fill it back up this weekend...so we'll have a pool and backyard that we would actually want to hang out in
I gave myself a Merle Haggard and Western swing lesson on guitar for about 4 hours the other day

I processed the dismissal thing pretty quick. This time last week i was still pretty angry and hateful, thinking "I KEEL them. I go back and KEEL them all". Death by machine gun, mortar, Molotov, drowning, strangulation, being tied to the railroad tracks, shotgun, 18 wheeler crash, etc etc Then I went all granola and said "Ehh, I'll let karma sort it out, y'know man, let the universe do it". I dropped that pronto, and now I just don't care what happens to em. they can all live happily ever after, or get on the same bus and go off a cliff together. Either way's fine. My ultimate way of getting back at them is to move on and find a job I like. Maybe someone else's life is long enough for that kind of thing, but mine isn't, and after less than 2 weeks, the 6 years I was there seems like a long, long time ago.

So now it may either be working for a mom n pop printshop, or a distributor. The distributor job would be harder and dirtier, but it's so close i could literally ride my bike back and forth to work, which would be SWEET. I think it's gonna be one or the other, the way things are looking. I'm still hoping things come together, though, with freelance writing/voiceovers/music that I can go down to part-time work. Eventually...I do know that looking 5 years down the line, I would very much like to not be punching a clock anywhere anymo'.