Stephanie asked me a couple of times today how I feel about going back to a job. I told her I'm good to go, and I think overall that I am, but at the same time I don't quite feel like myself. She asked me again just before she crawled into bed and now it's on my mind.
She doesn't like that I'm going back to work, even temporarily, because it's not really what I want to do. It's true, I don't really want to do it, but taxes are going to kill me if I don't. Overall the various things I've got my hands in (advertising, my book, hopefully my ad package) look financially good in the long run, but in the short term I need to generate more cash. Four weeks at this gig should be a piece of cake.
But I still feel funny. And what I hate about it is that I think the funny feeling stems from just not being able to sleep when I want, put pants on when I want, and hang out with the cats all day. I'm doing the grown up thing and like a big baby I don't wanna. We'll see what tomorrow brings...
On a bit of a side note, I was playing the other day with an idea for a new company logo. What do you think?