I was working from home this morning. That means a little extra sleep and a slower start to my day. I dragged my sorry ass out of bed, scratched my boxered self and moseyed out to the couch, hair askew and fired up the laptop. I went through my facebook feed and started my day with a good cry while reading this article. Yay. Special kind of hell.
Then, after the course of the day I wind up back on the couch and start checking my email.
Damnit. I fired off that mass email a couple of days ago to ask for some help for an east coast job hunt. I’ve gotten some great replies and some potential connections. But I’ve gotten some painful reminders that it’s been way too long since I’ve connected with some people. “Give me a call Tomorrow or Friday and we’ll chat. I have Chemo tomorrow until around 3 or 4 (and might be a little tired) but should be up for a chat around 5 or so.”
Sucky way to find out. Nowhere near as sucky as what he’s going through. But still sucky. One of the best guys I know who has already been through way too much.
Wow. Job leads are coming in fast. And some opportunities to make some good stuff happen for the boy if I chose NOT to move. Lots to think about.
I’ve been trying to kill myself for the last 10 days – 2 weeks. I haven’t taken a rest day yet, just running and rucking and body weight exercises. I got a new bike this last weekend. Last night I went for a run and my body pretty much said “screw you!” and started to break down a little. So tonight was supposed to be an “easy” ride, really just to get used to the bike and clips but I ended up getting carried away, first ride on the new bike. And when I got home and crashed on the couch my muscles ended up spasming/knotting up for a good half an hour or so. I’ve been trying to push it hard, a crash course to get ready for a couple of events that were coming up. I didn’t want to take a rest day until that I felt like I was at that point where I’d have to force myself to take a rest day. But I’m pretty sure tomorrow is going to be it.
Well, I did a lot of work towards the move this weekend. Updated the resume and uploaded it to the various sites. Wrote a brief executive summary of who I am and what I can do. Then blasted an email to everyone on the east coast or with connections there that I haven’t talked to 1:1 about this. And the responses are coming back.
I haven’t made up my mind that this is the good thing to do. But it looks like if I got serious and wanted to do it, I could be out there by mid-summer relatively easily, and the boy could be starting the new school year in an east coast school.