Though I'm technically unemployed, I've been working on a project that has kept me busy these last few days. (Tuesday I was at my desk at 5:30 a.m.) My phone still rings with project-related inquiries but today is really the first real day I've felt the quiet stillness of unemployment; the timing couldn't be better.
It's giving me a chance to do some laundry, run some errands and pack for tomorrow's trip to San Francisco, a magical place that still defines a huge part of me. My last visit was six months ago, a work-related trip, and it didn't go very well. Emotionally, I was kind of a mess and it ended with me having a meltdown in the Denver Airport parking garage. I'm sure somebody somewhere got a full view on a security camera but otherwise, I was totally alone. I kept hearing a line from the classic, "Planes, Trains & Automobiles": "You're going the wrong way!" So true.
After unpacking, I resolved to dig deeper into myself, into my Colorado life, my spiritual life and get the fuck over myself; I'm proud to report that something is working. Not sure if it is the church-going, the running, the singing or some new friendships but I feel about 8 gazillion times better. Much less agonizing over ridiculous expectations in my head. Lord, what a waste of time.
Anyhoo, I'm really looking forward to this trip to the Bay Area - a trip planned on my own dime, with my own agenda, and with no involvement of a multi-national corporation. It's about time.
(Update on Curious Hobo.)