Sunday, February 21

You know, I started to write about how sure enough I was hung over this morning, yada yada, yada and then I realized, what the hell is my problem?

I keep feeling like getting laid off is the worst thing in the world that could have happened to me, boo hoo, woo is me, etc, etc.  Well, that stops now.  This is the first time that I can remember that I am only responsible for myself.  I don't have a free loader I'm supporting, I don't have to do anything I don't want.   I actual probably have less responsiblity right now than I have had in a very long time.  I have all day to do whatever makes me happy.  I can read, work out, I can take pictures, I can spend time with people I actually like and not have to be nice to those I don't like. 

So when I was in high school, I had this teacher who said if could define what you wanted, you could find it.  I think that needs to be my order of business this week, to define the perfect job and then I suspect I can find it.  Until then, I'm just shooting arrows in the dark.