“So, what have you been up to?”
A friendly inquisition, usually (thoughtlessly) answered with a “oh not much, you?” or a “you know, same old…”
But when those aren’t the case, when you’ve been up to a whole freaking lot but it’s too complicated for a simple pleasantry (because do they really care or is this just how you start a conversation?) what do you say? You’re where you are – which isn’t necessarily ideal or exciting or worth getting into – because you’ve put yourself there hoping it’d be your launching pad towards something really awesome. Something you’ll be proud of, where you’ll yearn for people to ask, and instead of breezing over it you’ll jump at the chance to tell them what it is you’re really up to.
I’m not there yet.
I usually say I’m keeping busy, trying new things, and crossing things off my long term to-do and bucket lists. Said with a big smile so they know I’m happy about it, because there are few things in life more uncomfortable than unwarranted pity. (or unsolicited advice)
My days post-corporate life are still pretty routine – I wake up when Brian does and stumble through the same coffee and oatmeal I have for the last two years, check email, the news, if Miguel Cabrera is still leading every offensive category in the MLB, etc. Clean up around the house, do some writing, and other work-seeking type activities. It’s monotonous and a bit of a drag shuffling through the job market (I don’t know if you’ve heard, but it still kind of sucks), but I know patience and tenacity will eventually lead me to something I’ll love doing.
At least, I fucking hope so. Otherwise this chick is headed to McDonalds cuz we got bills to pay.
In the meantime I’ll just keep working on my handstand
I’ve had the opportunity to explore my creative side a little more, outside of Once Upon a Lime, and it’s been a great eye-opening challenge and I dig it. I’m contributing to Freeplay Magazine (you can subscribe here if you’d like a copy of my debut issue – I’d be happy to autograph my tiny segment for you) and have convinced Oiselle to keep Evolution of a Fan Girl alive on a somewhat regular basis. Definitely different from my past life as a sales person, and while it’s not a full-time career type gig (yet?), it’s a solid step in the right direction. I think.
But aside from all that – you’re not my career counselor and probably want to hear more about the awesome shit I’m doing in my free time instead of my stale job search – one of my most important aspects of FUNemployment was to ENJOY THE TIME OFF! Don’t waste it feeling bad or stressed or pressured to hurry through it. It’s key to take the time to find the RIGHT job, not the NEXT job, so I don’t wind up in the same sad situation I was in before. I know I’m lucky to be able to approach it like that, and I’m eternally grateful to Brian and my family for being as supportive as they have been while I dabble around trying to find what it is I want to be when I grow up.
Especially since the hippie soul-searching adventure is about to hit a whole new level of carpe fucking diem.
I mentioned before that my friend Jenna, who I grew up with in Ohio, got a sick promotion and is relocating from San Diego to North Carolina. Well she has two dogs and a car she doesn’t want to transport, so she’s driving.
And I have some spare time on my hands and wanderlust like it’s going out of damn style.
So I’m riding shotgun.
the only thing curing my “she’s going to be so far away” blues is this map and the promise of never-ending roadie singalongs
What better way to spike some adventure and inspiration into your life than driving 4,000+ miles across the country with one of your best friends, closing one chapter and starting a big exciting new one by her side??!
How about turning around and doing it again? Make mine a double, I’m going round-trip.
Hitching a ride with Westbound Emily for her move out of DC, destination Oregon and ALL. THE. COOL. SHIT. ALONG. THE. WAY. Serious e-word potential here.
mostly accurate map of our planned route. also, mostly to scale drawing of the Hoka Mobile
I’m taking the train (bucket list item!) down to San Diego Saturday morning to help Jenna pack up and celebrate her last days in CA, then Tuesday early-early-BUTTCRACKDAWNearly we hop in the car and I essentially don’t get out for two weeks.
CA – TX – TN – NC – DC – OH – IL – MN – SD – WY – OR – WA – OR – CA
(you can imagine the Type A spreadsheet’ing that went into that)
Oh yes I did. Give that bad boy a follow, and if you see the caravan out on a highway somewhere, give us a honk.
Or snacks. Yeah, give us some snacks instead.
(marathon training will not be interrupted. Good God it may get ugly, with 19 hour days, elevation, and mile hog Emily by my side, but those runs will get logged. over my dead roadie body.)