So guess what?
I am no longer unemployed!!!
I will be a reporter the McDuffie Mirror, and I'm kind of excited. Do you realize that I've been out of work five months? I know. It doesn't seem like it.
So it's funny. I mean, I've been sitting on my butt for five months. I did things, but mostly I sat around and ate too much and watched too much TV. (Trust me. My jeans are telling on me.) So it's funny. They tell me I have a job and all of a sudden there are all of these things I need to do because beginning Monday, I won't have time. Like, I need to clean my closets, and donate tons of crap to Goodwill, and I never got my lawn straightened out, and coffee!! I didn't drink enough coffee with friends! And...and...and...!!!!
I really think my house will be cleaner after I go back to work. I know. It makes no sense. But it's true!
I think this break was a good thing, though. I found out I do still really enjoy reporting, but wow was I burnt out! For a couple of months the idea of writing another story made me almost break out in hives. I spent close to $200 trying to find something, anything I could do that would bring me as much satisfaction without actually having to be a reporter. I wonder if I could take a five month sabbatical every few years. Hmmmm...... ;)
I'm down to my last weekend. (Well...weekend that isn't flanked by work weeks, anyway.) Tomorrow I go to human resources and sign papers. Then I do my last freelance Today's Home (*sniff*), try to have coffee with a girlfriend, take the kids out for a celebration dinner and probably collapse into bed. Then there's menus to plan, grocery shopping to do, housecleaning....
Y'all. I'm going to have to go to work to get some dang rest!! It's all good. :)
OH, and I already have a potential friend up there. So let me tell you. One of Robb's friends lives in Thomson and she knows this lawyer that she thought I'd hit it off with. She thought I'd need someone other than work people to socialize with. So I went to a knitting group last night to meet her. That was loads of fun. No, really! It was at this ranch where they raise alpacas. The owner actually let one of them into the den where we were sitting. It was a trip! She sat right there and spun raw fibers into thread for lace...after she took the alpaca back outside, of course. (His name is Frank and he is a-dor-a-ble. :) ). Honestly...I didn't know there were so many types of fibers. I mean, banana fiber? Yah, I definitely learned new stuff. Like, raw cashmere feels divine. AND, I didn't have to come back and write about it. I got to be curious for free! They were a very warm, lively group. And the girl and I exchanged cards and will probably get together for lunch as soon as I get my bearings, which will be good. My office is tiny. There will only be two other people there. I will need lunch buddies.
I think for now I'm going to make some coffee, climb into some jammies, and catch up on The Mentalist, Once Upon a Time, and see if there are any new Rizzoli and Isles. After Monday I may forget the shows even exist. :)
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