2003-03-04 - 9:28 p.m.

Giddy

I am giddy with excitement.  In spite of no sleep and a never-ending workday I find myself happy and hopeful!  All day long I kept thinking about how I will be leaving my job soon.  We have a big calendar hanging on the wall where we write down what everyone is doing.  I put I big red dot on March 21 and told Kevin that was going to be my last day.  I was joking.  He thought it was funny.  We kept this joke to ourselves.

I think it as around 5 o'clock today when Melissa, the contact I have at the company I want to work for called.  She made a polite request, look something up for her, something she never asks for.  Then I thanked her for responding to the email I sent her with my resume.  She told me about all the people she sent it to and then she said that there was a new position opening up in Atlanta that would be perfect for me.

Jolly good, just the thing I wanted.  Oh, my gosh if this works out I will be so happy.  It is pretty much exactly what I had in mind.  Of course I have no idea if this is the job for me.  I know it is a job managing a new account and somehow involves new technology.  I am very skeptical about the pay, though.  I wonder if I would have to trade off dollars for a title.  I could really use a manager's title on my resume.

Melissa thinks I would be a good candidate but she is not the one who does the hiring.  I do think she is pretty well connected in this company, though.  It will probably be a week or more before anyone even talks to me about it.

We'll see.

Other than that the day was tiring.   I kept looking at the clock and thinking it was time to go home but it would only be 11 o'clock in the morning. For crying out loud!

I worked a late night last night.  It was my turn to stay late for one of our client's payroll closings, so I knew I would be there until at least 8.  Then I started working on a report for our president.  I was alone, it was quiet, and I was concentrating on numbers.  I looked up and it was 11 o'clock.  Holy cow.  This used to happen to me when I was in college.  When I was working on a report for a class I would get so absorbed I would lose track of time.

So I got home late.  Got up early. I was good until about noon when I turned into a zombie and stared off into space for the rest of the day.

When I got home my sister and I had a long talk about money and the house.  She tells me she is perpetually pissed off these days.  She is tired of her job, she is tired of the house, she is tired of having no money and it is winter with no sunny beaches and warm weather.  I think the seasons affect her more than me.  We really would like to get rid of the house.  She is not enjoying it and it is far away from everything I really like.

Ok. That's enough for now.  Tomorrow is another day.

Jimmy
 
 
 

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