It's coming...

I'm starting to feel it. Like "there has to be more".  My weeks are so quickly filling up with "stuff" that i feel guilty when i am not devoting myself to my "unemployment".  In fact, I have received two checks, and made my 4 week check in at the office, and really havent done any sort of real job search.  What if they "audit" me and want to see the list of the places with which i have applied? I have applied for none, that they would count at least. I've made contacts, and done searches.  Nothing of which is relevant to a real job search.  Is this guilt I'm feeling? Suckling from the government teet? I dont know, but its disrupting my sleep, and making me break out.  

So here's the deal.  I'm going to start working on looking. I'm only going to apply to places I want to work.  And since St. Louis isnt a real design Mecca, should i not be hired somewhere i want to work, perhaps school is in my future. Maybe an MBA? Why not? 

Saturday night, my dad and mother and i went to dinner for her birthday, and he mentioned going to school for a career in healthcare. While i love the idea as people always need healthcare, I cant emotionally handle the sick. It makes me way too sad. I would love to be a vet, but again, i cant handle illness or death, more with dogs for some reason.  So, now is as good a time as any to go back to school, and maybe let this market heal in the meantime. 

But, to begin my job search, my favorite lil friend, Jane gave me a brilliant idea which really triggered me to get moving on this.  So, while i'm not going to divulge the idea (a way to present my portfolio), i will tell you this. Presenting the idea to John (mr, glass half empty), he loved it, so that made me even more inspired. So thanks Jane!!! 

OH! But before i go back to work, I'm re-doing our bedroom! Thank god, because i cant sleep in a man cave any longer. 

John and i went to the Botanical Garden Sunday.  That place is insane. And, just for even measure, as always, John posing with a phallic gourd.