“Seize opportunity by the beard, for it is bald behind.”
Bulgarian Proverb

Hello true believers. So, I’ve haven’t been around lately. The economy sucks, politics sucks and people still suck. Sounds about right. I, personally, sit upon the precipice. I found out earlier this week that in early April my entire organization will be cut down to 3 days per week due to our financial situation. There has been some panic…although not from me. I did a brief look around for openings and I realized something. I don’t want another job. I’ve been through the world of two 15 minute breaks and digital time cards. I’ve been through performing tasks so mind numbing that I would pick a song and see how many times I could sing it in my head before the day ended. DO NOT WANT. I get some weird responses when I say I’m not worried about if this job should end. The way I see it. Worry is useless. I can’t deposit worry, nor can I eat it and it won’t pass out my resume. I’m firmly in the camp of, “it’s not what happens, it’s what you do”. I’ve been unemployed, I’ve had other jobs. For certain, I have bills to pay and I need money to live…but I know all I can do…is do. If crying about things could improve the situation I would be much better at it. Really though…I keep thinking I’ve worked to hard to have to show someone else how good I am just to once again become the person that someone is relying on. I’d rather work until our days get cut and then work on and shop my proposal. I’m getting to a point where I don’t want to wait for people to retire or leave so I can move up. I’m trying to sidestep everyone and get through on my own steam. I just don’t want to have to deal with another boss…or nervous co-workers. I’m tired of it. I’ve done too much to keep dealing with the same things…meanwhile I know there are no perfect situations (aside from Sade becoming my benefactor and calling me every morning to say she’s sweet on me). I don’t want (well…need) a perfect situation. I just don’t want new stupidity and drama. Not to mention I seem to end up working for people who aren’t even smart enough to try to use my ideas and take credit for them. So why not stop wasting them and just do me. Now, I just have to find the money to do my thing. Unless my Mega-Millions ticket is a winner tonight.

WWWD:
“Y’better believe I’m goin’ down fightin’ every step o’ the way!”
-Wolverine