Tea and Freddie
Well, still no solid leads on the job front. What kinda hurt was seeing one job I'd interviewed for re-post the employment ad after they turned me down and said they'd selected another candidate. Maybe they realized they needed 2 part-time tellers at this bank? Who knows. It has also been told to me that banks do check your credit score as part of the application process. Weak.
It's got me down, I'll say that. But I'll find something eventually. I don't have to worry about being kicked onto the street, which is more than a lot of people can say.
In other news, I moved my studio to my sister's house at her invitation. They have a home office room that never gets used, and let me set my stuff up there. So far it's been really helpful. My sister lives about 6 minutes away from my parents, which will be a nice bike ride if the weather ever warms up. But it also means I have a place to myself and I'm not trying to get work done in the same 20 x 12 space that Steph and I sleep, watch TV, study, confine the cats to, etc. Also, having my studio somewhere else helps keep me from feeling that I should always be sitting at my table in my room working. Even though there are 3 small children running around in my sister's house, they're not running around in my room, and can be tuned out with varying degrees of success. So well and good there.
But this morning I was feeling all down, the radio was playing nothing but the downer hits of yesterday, today and oh-just-go-take-a-bath-with-your-toaster... I was in a funk. Not even stopping to get my once-a-week Starbucks chai helped.
But then I was reminded of from whence came my salvation, and my spirits were lifted, and lo, did I begin to draw and was happy. I set my iTunes library to shuffle and hit play, and I KID YOU NOT the first thing to come on was Queen's ONE FREAKIN' VISION. I mean, out of 9,346 tracks, what are the odds? Ok, I guess the odds are kind of obvious... BUT STILL. It was awesome.
Laters.
It's got me down, I'll say that. But I'll find something eventually. I don't have to worry about being kicked onto the street, which is more than a lot of people can say.
In other news, I moved my studio to my sister's house at her invitation. They have a home office room that never gets used, and let me set my stuff up there. So far it's been really helpful. My sister lives about 6 minutes away from my parents, which will be a nice bike ride if the weather ever warms up. But it also means I have a place to myself and I'm not trying to get work done in the same 20 x 12 space that Steph and I sleep, watch TV, study, confine the cats to, etc. Also, having my studio somewhere else helps keep me from feeling that I should always be sitting at my table in my room working. Even though there are 3 small children running around in my sister's house, they're not running around in my room, and can be tuned out with varying degrees of success. So well and good there.
But this morning I was feeling all down, the radio was playing nothing but the downer hits of yesterday, today and oh-just-go-take-a-bath-with-your-toaster... I was in a funk. Not even stopping to get my once-a-week Starbucks chai helped.
But then I was reminded of from whence came my salvation, and my spirits were lifted, and lo, did I begin to draw and was happy. I set my iTunes library to shuffle and hit play, and I KID YOU NOT the first thing to come on was Queen's ONE FREAKIN' VISION. I mean, out of 9,346 tracks, what are the odds? Ok, I guess the odds are kind of obvious... BUT STILL. It was awesome.
Laters.