The Waiting Game

Photos make blogs that much better, but alas, I have no photos to show the world today. I should've gone out to snap a few, but the cool breath of winter sapped the thought from my mind after spending a good chunk of my 11am hour shoveling powdery whiteness from our driveway. It's this kind of day that you wonder why the driveway is as long as it is. . . and at the same time makes you WANT to be out shovelling it. It's been snowing for 2 days straight, the soft, slow kind of snow that leaves a blanket of white over every branch and twig, the kind of falling that wakes you up in the morning to a winter wonderland. Today I'm living in that wonderland.

I had a second interview on Monday for a graphic design position with a company that handles nutrition related things. They called me back. I went in again. It's always a good sign when someone is seriously interested in having you around. They seem like great people too, BUT I think I'm enjoying my unemployment so much that I'm not sure I'd be overly enthusiastic about getting a job. And do I even want to do graphic design? I love design, but the field is so . . . yuppie. I think working some less-than-impressive job and having energy to make art and love people well would be much better. I'm not interested in climbing the career ladder to some yuppie spot where I THEN begin installing solar panels on my roof and donating small chunks of personal wealth to low-income housing and cancer research. Life isn't what happens when you spend most of your days waiting for it to begin. It happens when you make a point of throwing your envelopes into the recycling bin instead of the garbage can and talking to sketchy strangers when you'd rather be sleeping on your living room couch. And I think all those things are much more effectively acted on when you don't have the money to spend on a comfortable couch. I don't know if I'm making any sense, but long-story-short = I don't want to be one of those people who loves money more than people . . . and sadly, I think a good number of people who THINK they actually LOVE people really love money more. In all seriousness, if we were all eager to pay more taxes, our countries would look a lot better than they do now.

So sitting around waiting is bad. BUT there are times when waiting is the name of the game, when it feels like you're just waiting for something to happen and there's not a whole lot of directions you can go until the waiting's over. But usually it feels like it will never be over, so make sure you do something interesting while you wait. THAT is how REAL life happens. Better savo(u)r every moment of that that you've got. Generally speaking, life doesn't normally hit you over the head one day and carry you through a door the next. Instead you must poke your foot out in one direction,test the air out a minute and then push it in another direction if the first one didn't quite feel the way it should. THAT's what I've been trying to be up to while I wait for the interviews and job searching to just be over. I'm loving it so much that I don't really want to every get a "real" job. It's really too bad people keep asking me about what job I want instead of what I would like, generally speaking. Try to explain to someone that you'd like to be a volunteer with paint in your hair for the rest of your life. People just don't understand that.

Enough of my miscellaneous thoughts for one night. Good night.