I'd be lying if I said the last four and a half months were all fun and games. Being unemployed is weird when there's nothing out there, the unemployment is running out and you've got bills to pay. Add to that the strain on your marriage by way of being totally preoccupied with the above issues, and it's not a fun situation.
Alas, I nailed a new job, and I start Monday. The months have really allowed me to take inventory of things, even if they did stress me out to a certain degree. The time has allowed me to learn a ton of new things, relax a little and really figure out what the hell I exist for.
So what conclusions have I arrived at? Well, here's a brief list:
Having money is a quasi-need. The only reason I really need it is to pay bills so I can buy dumb shit. That's still pretty basic if you ask me!
So I go back to work for the man. Opportunity knocks, and it has a package to sign for. Let's see what's inside...