Or should I call it Escape from Whogivesafuckistan? :)
So, here I am going along all happy to be fully and COMPLETELY done with current place of employ when the Universe offers me an opportunity to pull in some decent cash without much effort. I was asked to work on Mondays through the end of July. One day a week at $28/hour for 8 hours? Why, yes, I think I can do that.
Since I’m so gracious and Uni loves me, it also floated the idea in front of TPTB (the powers that be, yo) to offer me the opportunity to work from home doing email. A laptop which I can use at my leisure to send mostly canned emails from beside my pool? Why yes, I think I can do that, too! They’ve hired someone for a position that was recently vacated but they will still be down one person (me) AND training someone else to do something that won’t directly help the department. I don’t mind helping out (since the $ is good for little work and allows me to not fret about that part of things so much).
Anyway, I’m here at work now and it’s nice and quiet. One call all morning. I am cleaning off my desk and getting things in order to not be here until June 13.
I have an interview with the woowoo store on June 7th and I think getting a foot in the door there is a good plan. They do Reiki classes and shares and runs a program offering free reiki healing to cancer patients. I’d like to do that to give something back in honor of the goddaughter of love.
Damn, this blog is so boring. How come some people can write about mundane things and make them seem funny and interesting and I suck at that? Perhaps when I am not pushed for time (or addictively playing Cubis) I will be able to write in a more interesting manner (or not, as the case may be). We shall see, hey?