So, tomorrow's my birthday.
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jcfialaMy Birthday. Numbah 36. 6^2. 3^2*2^2. Four less than the 'big four-oh'. Thirty six.
I can think of a lot of different way to say that, but they all really mean the same thing. I'm gettin' older.
Two years around this time I'd been laid off for a month or so, and a little blue about not having a job. I'd never not had a job before, and it was pretty worrisome. Early December wasn't too bad - February and March was when I really started feeling some doldrums.
One year ago I was six months into a job working for Denver Concierge, a nifty local housecleaning/maid service with it's own IT department. I was liking the job pretty much, but feeling restless... I wanted to do something a bit more. I'd been looking for a newer job for a little while then - it was about a week after that I found that I had one.
And now here I am again. Different from before, same as before. Wondering, again, if there's something more that I want to do. It's something to think about. Tammy and I aren't likely to have kids - something in there just isn't catching - and we've talked about adopting... but they've only been talking. I dunno, I think having a kid would be neat... but I don't know if I want one bad enough to go thorugh all of the work to adopt one. I suppose that's part of the reason why adopting one is so hard, I guess. If not children, then what? I'm doing well enough at running the RPG section of Tacticon these past two years - no blood and no broken bones, as my mother would put it - but I'm not sure if that's likely to lead to anything other than eventually doing the same thing for Genghis Con once Stephanie has an attack of sanity and gives up.
Where to go? What to do...
Well, it gives me something to think about.
I can think of a lot of different way to say that, but they all really mean the same thing. I'm gettin' older.
Two years around this time I'd been laid off for a month or so, and a little blue about not having a job. I'd never not had a job before, and it was pretty worrisome. Early December wasn't too bad - February and March was when I really started feeling some doldrums.
One year ago I was six months into a job working for Denver Concierge, a nifty local housecleaning/maid service with it's own IT department. I was liking the job pretty much, but feeling restless... I wanted to do something a bit more. I'd been looking for a newer job for a little while then - it was about a week after that I found that I had one.
And now here I am again. Different from before, same as before. Wondering, again, if there's something more that I want to do. It's something to think about. Tammy and I aren't likely to have kids - something in there just isn't catching - and we've talked about adopting... but they've only been talking. I dunno, I think having a kid would be neat... but I don't know if I want one bad enough to go thorugh all of the work to adopt one. I suppose that's part of the reason why adopting one is so hard, I guess. If not children, then what? I'm doing well enough at running the RPG section of Tacticon these past two years - no blood and no broken bones, as my mother would put it - but I'm not sure if that's likely to lead to anything other than eventually doing the same thing for Genghis Con once Stephanie has an attack of sanity and gives up.
Where to go? What to do...
Well, it gives me something to think about.
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Date: 2005-12-06 12:36 am (UTC)And yeah, being not far behind you, I can relate to those "What next?" thoughts.
But look on the bright side: dwarves live for, what? 400-500 years? You're nuthin' but a wee tyke! :D