What a crazy week! First of all, yay! J-O-B!!!!
Here’s what happened when Quirky called with the offer: I screamed yes, attempted to jump on my bed in joy and smacked my head on the low ceiling.
Here’s what people outside of my bedroom heard: “Yessss!!” Then a bed squeaking. Then a loud thump. I’m suddenly a lot more popular in the neighborhood.
Anyway, I started the job almost immediately. And just as immediately, I found out that I couldn’t write several articles a day when 8 hours were dedicated to my new company. I know it sounds obvious, but I really thought I could continue all the projects I had taken on since my layoff. Knowing that didn’t stop me from accepting a plum assignment to cover the Martha Graham Dance Company Gala or hosting a writing group meeting (complete with an urban s’mores station). I just couldn’t say no! On top of all that, I’m moving into my awesome sublet this weekend!
How do I do it, you ask? Well, prioritization is key. I have to juggle events, writing group, porn, a fashion marketing gig and my super secret mystery dining gig (which maybe I shouldn’t publicize here, oops). Unfortunately, I seem to prioritize sleep at the very bottom of the list so I’ve been averaging 3 hours/night this week. Oops! At this point, I’m pretty much made out of coffee. Forget the milk, I’m pouring my cereal into a bowl of coffee. Hook me up to the caffeine IV drip, doctor, it’s an emergency. Hey barkeep, gimme another shot of espresso, I’m good fer it.
I wonder why my hands won’t stop shaking. The world looks like it’s on a strobe setting. Huh.
Anyhoodle, all this sympathy building is for a purpose. I’m being lazy and linking to my write-up of the Hudson River Pageant for my jobby blog instead of writing it up special for you guys. I know. I can’t look myself in the eye anymore either.