Wow you lucky bastards. I’ve been so busy that I have neglected this website entirely and you haven’t been subjected to my inane ramblings for a whole week (almost two).
I’m deep in a new story idea and just about now I normally fizzle out and let the story fade away into an “unfinished archive” folder. But, this one refuses to die. It has captured my brain and I am writing and writing and writing every single waking moment. If I had caught this kind of inspiration a month ago I would have attempted NaNoWriMo. I am on a word count tear that would have me finishing well ahead of schedule but as it ends tomorrow, it is too late to join. Maybe next year, maybe not. It has only been a few days but the words are burning through me. Let’s wait and see if the pace continues or if I leave yet another story open ended. Maybe I should just write a one page closure to all these unfinished projects and submit them for publishing; hey, it worked for Stephen King…
So on to other news of a more mundane nature. The promising job change that I last told you about has shifted around some. It is a two week “trial run” and that’s it. If all goes well the project could take off and go nation-wide but that could be months (years) from now. Meanwhile the schedule shifted as well. Next week I’m doing week one of the trial and after that I go to a training class in Virginia. So I still have no idea what I will be doing for work come December 31.
I had a hopeful moment this week but it turned out to be nothing. I’m working back in the Hilliard ARTCC this week and it has been nice being home every night. I’m familiar with the techs up here and we get long fine. If you’ve been reading this blog from the beginning, you’ll remember the lead tech and I had issues when they took over the ARTCC but that’s long gone and we are very respectful of each other. Anyway, during the long hours of “hurry up and wait”, one of the techs asked me about what I was doing after the project ends for us and where I was from, where I was going… all that chit-chat stuff. He told me about an opening for a maintenance tech in Johnstown, PA. I looked into it and it turned out to be perfect. The same job I had before, just over an hour south of Teresa’s dad, 40 minutes west of Altoona where my Father’s family is from and only an hour east of Pittsburg in case I wanted to go into the “big city” for a concert or something. And if for some reason the PA job was a no-go there were four other positions in New England (where I really want to go). I submitted my resume and the techs here made a few phone calls. I was a shoe-in for the job because the local manager for that area is the old hiring manager for the southeast and the techs know him well. After a lot of phone calls, it turns out that all of those positions were created specifically for certain techs that were already in the system. Oh well, you can’t win them all.
I wasn’t upset by the ordeal, in fact I was highly flattered that all three of the local techs went out of their way to vouch for me. They could have just given me the tip and let me submit my resume but they called the HR office and the local manager to tell them that I was a worthy tech and a lucky catch if they could get me on their team.
I wasn’t upset but maybe a little disappointed and definitely a little confused. I have no idea what I’m doing for money less than a month from now. That is scary to me. The company says I will not go without a paycheck but doing what? I see so many paths laid out before me and I don’t know which one to chose. Teresa and I want the new house so bad but we are starting to have a few doubts. We are holding out on signing the latest paperwork until we know I’ll have stable work. If I’m flipping burgers at Village Inn again, I can’t afford this new home. When the Pennsylvania job fell into place it looked like a new path was opening up. Was it simply there to confuse me? To tempt me? To enhance my doubt and to test my resolve? What about the faint whispers of the possibility of a Jacksonville tech position I’m starting to hear? Are the voices telling me to stay? How can I trust them? Why am I asking you? Am I weak for having these doubts? Am I a wuss for airing them out? Will Corinne move in with Peter who is also sleeping with her mother Jessica? Will Jodie convince Chuck that Bob is gay? Confused? You won’t be after this episode of, “WHATTHEFUCKHAPPENEDTOMYLIFE, HOWDIDIGETHEREANDWHEREDOIGONOW!?!?!”
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