Gloom and coffee
Today’s dispatch comes from the cozy cave of Caffé Driade, with eclectic tunes and delightful coffee aroma. Today’s ensemble is nearly all black with Doc Marten combat boots, visual kei pea coat, floppy knitted hat, fingerless gloves and long slate blue grunge faerie skirt. Dressed for Doom.
So yeah. Motivation. If I know what I’m aiming at and have a rough idea where things are headed - what to expect and when, then sure. I can jump in and kick ass for hours on end. But this … not knowing what town …what industry … what kind of atmosphere …. How long the commute … and most of all *! WHEN !* is seriously effing with my zen. I have so many advantages and resources, but it’s a chore to crank myself out of bed. But every day I make a list and get shit done. This could be exciting, but gloom. Doom.
So I’ve got a Skype appointment with my ex-company’s Aussie outplacement assistance service for Monday night. I have up to six free sessions with them. Hopefully it will be worth the wait. Sorely tempted to go with a resume re-writing service and let them get on with doing the work for me RIGHT NOW. Yeah, I could spend time doing it myself, but it would be worth the money to have it done sooner by experts and nail it down. Then I’d have a shot at enjoying some real time off before or shortly after I start with the new job. Then again, working on it myself will be good prep for interviews.
The uncertainty has wrecked my resolve and gusto for nearly everything. I need to use this time to get my routine on track. The thing that normally puts me back on the horse is having an event to aim for, and I do have many events coming up, but the job search casts a pall over everything.
Over the past year I’ve slouched into some disappointing habits. Not hooping / spinning. Hardly ever flowing. Not writing more than the occasional line or two. Not drinking water. Crappy diet. Seldom cooking a proper meal. Horrible sleep habits. Not enough walking. Not keeping on top of personal administrivia. Not spending enough meaningful time with friends.
The crappy weather hasn’t helped. Many grey days. Windy bone-chilling cold. Normally this would delight me, but it’s getting old. Warm weather is coming, and hopefully a decent job with it. So back to work.
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So yeah. Motivation. If I know what I’m aiming at and have a rough idea where things are headed - what to expect and when, then sure. I can jump in and kick ass for hours on end. But this … not knowing what town …what industry … what kind of atmosphere …. How long the commute … and most of all *! WHEN !* is seriously effing with my zen. I have so many advantages and resources, but it’s a chore to crank myself out of bed. But every day I make a list and get shit done. This could be exciting, but gloom. Doom.
So I’ve got a Skype appointment with my ex-company’s Aussie outplacement assistance service for Monday night. I have up to six free sessions with them. Hopefully it will be worth the wait. Sorely tempted to go with a resume re-writing service and let them get on with doing the work for me RIGHT NOW. Yeah, I could spend time doing it myself, but it would be worth the money to have it done sooner by experts and nail it down. Then I’d have a shot at enjoying some real time off before or shortly after I start with the new job. Then again, working on it myself will be good prep for interviews.
The uncertainty has wrecked my resolve and gusto for nearly everything. I need to use this time to get my routine on track. The thing that normally puts me back on the horse is having an event to aim for, and I do have many events coming up, but the job search casts a pall over everything.
Over the past year I’ve slouched into some disappointing habits. Not hooping / spinning. Hardly ever flowing. Not writing more than the occasional line or two. Not drinking water. Crappy diet. Seldom cooking a proper meal. Horrible sleep habits. Not enough walking. Not keeping on top of personal administrivia. Not spending enough meaningful time with friends.
The crappy weather hasn’t helped. Many grey days. Windy bone-chilling cold. Normally this would delight me, but it’s getting old. Warm weather is coming, and hopefully a decent job with it. So back to work.
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