And in a couple weeks, paychecks will begin arriving towards me.
My budget will be in the black again. My savings will cease their downward spiral. This is good.
My credit card issuers’ will heave small, sad sighs, but accept it for their own longe-range good. This is good.
The bothersome Parental Worry Cloud will lift away from their weathered gray heads, and stop bringing me down. It will be easier to talk with them again without that awkward “so, how’s the job hunt?” and the resulting difficult task of answering so as to assuage worry but not actually speak untruth. This is good.
I figure the period I spent sans income will knock me down a tax bracket when all’s tallied for '01. This is good.
It’s all good, by gob! A weight’s off. It’s nearby so transport’s no major issue, I got first shift, always somewhat iffy when walking new into any 7/24 computer ops shop, and after two years of 12 hour graveyard shifts, this is a good thing indeed. Furthermore, it means I don’t have to bow out of my weekly gaming group, so I won’t suffer any loss of Geek Levels. Oh, and I’ll be making more than at the previous place.
In a few months, I’ll wonder why I ever wanted to get back to work. But I’ll wonder that with a positive cash flow.
Ahhhhhh.
