Check-in

I'm strangely disengaged lately from internet life. Work, the job search, Squidwrangling, insomnia, recurrent depression, whatever - it's all conspiring against me. I'm also moving forward with plans to move the blog to a different blogging tool, which will require the re-posting of over a year of entries. This makes me want to hide under the bed and never blog again. Hello, dust bunnies. What a peaceful existence you have.

But! I must note that the project I have been working on for the past three years got a glowing article on the front page of a major metropolitan newspaper last week (and a follow-up the next day on page three)! There were speeches and applause and things involved as well, huzzah. I'd link you, but I value my privacy too much, I'm afraid. New Year's resolutions included "increase charity giving" (on track) and "exercise" (broken already), but not "get dooced." It was very exciting, though, and helped me remember that I do believe in fairies what I do for a living, I do, I do.

I also finally got another nibble on my resumé. I don't expect anything will come of it, and there is still little chance that I will find another position before my current contract expires in six weeks (most companies' hiring cycles take longer than that), but it's nice to know I'm not just sending them damn thing off into the void. Will persevere, once more into the breach, half a league onward, &etc., so cross your fingers for me, yeah? I had hoped to use my freelance money to take care of house repairs, etc., but it looks like the roof will just have to last another year. I guess this is why financial advisors recommend things like "short term savings" and "cushions," eh? Good job on the total failure to plan ahead, me.

Anyhow. Last month Lexapro, this month Wellbutrin, life goes on and regular blogging to resume in short order, I imagine. Hi, internets. I still like you.