I am finally feeling human again. I am kinda excited about this. Today marks day two of no DayQuil, and as much as I liked chugging the horribly tasting orange gunk it feels good to wake up in the morning and not be in a head cloud of medicine. It helped that I also slept in this morning. Amid the sheets of rain last night, I didn’t set my alarm and woke up naturally. Before you openly judge me, I know I would, I only slept in until 9:30. That’s still early for some people and besides it’s Thursday. Thursday is closer to Saturday which means my friends will be off work and I can play pretend job with them.
Tomorrow I start another contract position. I’m excited. I get to take the BART out of the city. This means two things: music and finishing my book. A casualty of being laid off that I didn’t even consider before was actually missing my commute into the city. I live out in suburbia SF aka the Outer Richmond. Cheaper and near the ocean, it takes a good 20-30 minutes on the bus to get downtown. Back in my employed days this time was devoted to reading and listening to music. Since my unemployment, one would assume that my reading would spike with all the available time I’d have, but unfortunately the glowing boxes of my computer, TV and teaching myself new hobbies have won out over books. This trip should let me get back in to my book. Plus I also get to play work dress-up and look like a functioning San Francisco resident. Yay!
I also wanted to thank Adam Cohen from the New York Times. I appreciate being linked with some of the unemployment blogs that I read and appreciate. Unemployment has its perks like getting Franken Berry cereal as a gift and eating peanut butter out of the jar at home. The numbers may not be in our favor but that’s okay. At least we have our sense of humor because no one wants to be that mean and bitter unemployed girl.
