If there was ever a time when I needed to get away for a few days, a week, and just let the steam out of my head, now’s the time. Only problem is, as much as I need a vacation, I can’t take a vacation!
The collective stress of getting laid off, looking for a new job, networking, doing contract work, and just, you know, living … is making it just a tad difficult for me to relax. I’m trying, but let me tell you, it ain’t easy. Still I try.
Thing is, while I have a few pennies storedIf there was ever a time when I needed to get away for a few days, a week, and just let the steam out of my head, now’s the time. Only problem is, as much as I need a vacation, I can’t take a vacation!
The collective stress of getting laid off, looking for a new job, networking, doing contract work, and just, you know, living … is making it just a tad difficult for me to relax. I’m trying, but let me tell you, it ain’t easy. Still I try.
Thing is, while I have a few pennies stored away, enough to take a little vacation, I can’t afford–networking and job-hunt wise–to be away for too long. Sure, I could probably sneak away for a long weekend, but even that’s been problematic, because Liz and I are on different schedules. She’s down in Florida right now visiting her parents (who rented a house for the month), and I couldn’t go because I’ve got some contract work lined up, which is a good thing.
But Liz has also had to travel for her job, and sometimes the trips pop up suddenly, so it’s been really difficult for us to take any time away together.
Ugh …
Still, still, still … for someone who’s been laid off I’m actually doing pretty well. Like I said, I’ve been working almost every day since I got laid off, I’ve been networking like crazy and I’ve got a few irons in the fire.
And yet …
Beer me. Beer me now.
