I am sitting here in shock because it turns out that my six month seclusion
from the work force is actually coming to an end. It almost feels like a dream!
The offer letter came today. I will actually have a real job starting on
Monday. Benefits, hours, a desk… the works.
I know this sounds like a very silly thing to write about but I have to tell
you this has been one of the scarier times in my life. In my last entry I
mentioned sending out nearly 600 resumes. I think that may have actually been an
understatement. So, when you think that I was sending out over 100 resumes
a month and not really hearing or doing much you can imagine how I thought my
jobless period may never end.
The funniest thing is that having a job isn’t the end of the road however. I
still have to deal with the financial recovery period. I wish I could say that
years of saving my pennies helped me get through the past six months, but it
didn’t. If it weren’t for our families and a friend I can tell you I would have
been living in a motor home in my mother-in-law’s driveway. With four dogs that
would have been fun.
Anyway, I have to go loose my mind now and drop six months of tension and
stress.
-WW