I finally got out to the hot tub for the first time in more than a week. Wind, rain and furniture in the kitchen all prevented me from getting out there. I forget how much 20 minutes out there can center me and give me perspective.
The sky was super clear tonight, with the moon a little past first quarter. I saw two shooting stars tonight. It's strange that this natural phenomenon can mean so many thing to me. The first thing reminds me how relatively meaningless the chaos on earth is compared to the scope of the universe. The second thing is that I went three decades without taking the time to stop and realize how common they are. I can't allow that to happen again.
My days this week have been busy, which is really strange for someone who has no day job. Mornings are usually spent on the job hunt, following up on e-mail, looking for the new positions, and, realizing I was relying too much on shitty recruiters, actively watching various companies that I'd like to work for.
After or just before lunch I try to post news on CoasterBuzz. After that I catch up on the various things in my Google Reader. The rest of the afternoon varies, but it usually involves blogging, reading various programming books or catching up on other things around the house. Throw in interviews, movies, lunch out, or anything else to get me out of the house to prevent losing my mind.
What I haven't done well is engage in my own projects (Walt's gonna kill me), and I don't have a good reason for it other than I've been too anxious about the job situation to really dig in. Actually it's less about a job, per se, as it is funding the honeymoon and be in a solid position to handle whatever happens with Diana's house (still on the market). She feels like I'm carrying a lot of burden for those things, but I accept them myself because I'm a giver/provider type, and my profession has a lot of earning potential.
I have to say that despite the despair I see around me, I'm feeling surprisingly positive. That's something of a Christmas miracle, since I associate this time of year with loss. I think it helps that I'm marrying a Christmas addict!