Thursday, January 4, 2007

Slacking

I know employment experts would probably swat me across the nose with a rolled-up newspaper for not putting my nose to the grindstone as hard as I probably should, but I'm taking it easy on myself for the moment. I mean, I haven't had a freakin' vacation in three years! So I'm cutting myself a break.

I'm not sleeping particularly well, but sleeping until I wake up is amazing. I love it. I love it so much that I almost wish I was one of those blockheads who can sleep until noon. But I'll take 7:30 -- gladly.

Waking up with the realization, "I don't have to go to that place ever again," is sweet bliss. I roll around in my bed like a dog in dirt on a hot summer day every morning. Remembering that I'm shut of the black energy of that place is the first happy moment of the day.

I finally, finally, finally have the time to redd up my apartment properly, and gosh, have I accumulated a lot of crap! There is nothing more satisfying than toting another black garbage bag down the stairs. In eight or nine more years, I should have the zen space I've dreamed about.

So far, here's what I've accomplished:

- started dialogues with three headhunters about finding me new gig.

- turned in my expired Colorado driver's license -- four years after leaving Colorado. Funny, when I left NY in 2001, I went to the Summit County DMV within my first week of being there and practically threw my NY Driver's License at them. And that one had a really cute picture.

- signed up for NYS unemployment for the very first time. Pretty easy, considering. You can now do it all online and with one simple phone call.

- watched approximately 19 hours of the VH1 "America's Next Top Model" marathon, interspersed with approximately 23 hours of the various "Law & Order" franchises. I don't know who I find more weirdly compelling, Tyra Banks or Vincent D'Onofrio. And every time I see Christopher Meloni, I remember the time I saw him in a restaurant in NYC. When I said, "I know him from television," my companion said, "I know him from gay porn." So now, when I look at Elliott Stabler, I think, "you know, he does look kind of porny."

So, all in all, I figure this is kind of half-vacation, half-I-don't-know-what. Call me a slacker.

My Japanese mother would be appalled. My American father would understand.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Sounds like you are really enjoying this, I know I would!

PJ said...

"I roll around in my bed like a dog in dirt on a hot summer day every morning."

I love it! I feel like that whenever I put fresh sheets on the bed. Or whenever I know I drank too much but manage to wake up in the morning without a hangover. Aahhhh, sweet bliss.