Here we are on the other side of Pride month. My work on the anthology is complete and turned in, I have only a small amount of Pride paperwork to finish, the new job is starting to settle in. That must mean it’s time to get my “normal” life back, right? For some value of
Pride week. Second week on the new job. Deadlines for writing and editing. Yeah, it’s been a week. And it’s only Wednesday! I turned over my writing and editing stuff to all the various people who I needed to get it to early this morning, seeing as I was awake at 5 am, even though
Oops! I seem to have missed a couple of posts there last week! Sorry about that. Truth is, job hunting and Pride have eaten up all of my time lately. The good news is that I’ve landed a job that is paying me well, and not taking up all my time, and once I’ve gotten
There is no denying that I am super stressed out about finding a job, and that stress has sent my muse packing on what I am hoping is just a quick get-away to someplace nice and warm. Otherwise, she’s just running from the stress, and who knows when she’ll be back? The truth is, everything
I’ve written a lot of words this week, though almost none of them have been on any of my current writing projects. No, I’ve written exercises for job interviews and I’ve written thank you emails. I’ve written instructions for Pride training sessions and I’ve written a lot of emails to do with Pride or job
This time of year is my busy season. Being out of work hasn’t eased any of it, in fact, in a lot of ways it’s made it harder, busier. Looking for work is a full time job, as they say. Add in the work I do for SF Pride, and some freelance editing, not to
Happy Saturday, Readers! I’ve spent most of this week on the job hunt, and it’s starting to show signs of paying off. I’ve had three phone interviews with one company and have an in-person interview with a different one on Monday. I’m hoping I am gainfully employed before the first of June. In the meantime,
I’ve been struggling all day to come up with something to write about today that wasn’t just about my terror over money and work, or the impatience of not knowing when or if the unemployment information would come through, or how I’m going to manage healthcare costs if I’m not employed before the end of
Sometimes, just when you think you have it all figured out, life comes along and delivers a solid punch right to the gut. That was my life this week. I’d just gotten a nice raise. I had my budget for the next six months sorted, giving me all the spending money I would need for
As someone who has their hands on a keyboard approximately 12 to 14 hours per day, it is unsurprising that I have chronic pain issues in my arms/hands. Some days it is barely noticeable among the cacophony of other pain issues in my body. Other days, like today, it becomes a screaming symphony that demands
