Wouldn't you know it: I start work in the morning and I wind up with a killer headache. So while the Aleve kicks in, I figured I'd give my "one-the-eve-of" post, even though, technically, it's well into the-night-of.

You know, the thing about unemployment isn't the lack of job. It's the lack of money. Really, I could get used to this not-working thing very easily if it wasn't for the fact that I don't have the money to stay in that position. It's a catch-22, really. I don't enjoy the unemployment because I'm worried about finding a job; I find a job and now I almost wish I stay unemployed.

It's going to be very strange going into work tomorrow. I'm trying to remember what I felt going to work at Optical Connectivity, but I honestly can't remember, and a review of My Unemployed Life doesn't really share much. I feel like I'm in almost the exact same position I was starting that job, and yet the feeling is much different.

I suppose it's because I'm here in Maple Shade. After all, my move down here had three main objectives: settle in an apartment, find a job, find a social life. Two down, one to go, and I think starting this new job is giving me an air of permanence to things. I'm here. Staying home in the apartment all day, it's not much of a life. But now I've got a reason to be out for nine or ten hours of the day and it very much cements the fact that I ain't going elsewhere. (Oh, sure, you never know what the future holds--yada yada yada; you know what I mean.)

So who knows. I admit I'm still a bit uncertain about switching careers again, but I spoke with Karin on Friday and she told me they already have work being put aside for me, so at least I won't have to worry too much about how quickly I'll be put into things.

The weird thing will be getting up earlier than I have been. Admittedly, in the last few days I've been slacking off with my alarm. When it went off this morning I turned it off and went back to bed for an hour. Granted, I was tired from staying up so late last night (I made the mistake of watching the Simpsons and that American Dad preview. Both of them were crap.) So, as I plan on going to bed well before midnight, I should be fine when the alarm wakes me up at my usual 6:45. Though I don't have to be at the office until 8:30--though, obviously, I want to get there early on the first day--so maybe I'll bump that time up, depending. Then again, if this winds up being anything like my last job, in a few weeks I'll be showing up at 8:00 and keep things where they are.

Ah well. Not much more to say. I know I'm trying to enforce my new work-ist-verboten
policy on this blog, but I think I can get away with at least describing my first day, so place bets on a) if I want to write anything about it tomorrow and b) whether I'll actually motivate myself to do it.

Ah, the joys of employment.

See you tomorrow.

Still. My first day of work in six weeks.