The Unemployment Chronicles ... the days are all blurring together

It's only been a little over a week, but I'm already bored to death and ready to go back to work. I think I could handle being independently wealthy and not NEEDING to work, but being independently broke and NEEDING to work is for the birds!

I am spending WAY too much time with my dogs. While I love them, I can't handle the constant staring and willing me to play with them. On a positive note, they aren't waking me up at 7:30 for no reason, so I've got that going for me.

I have made it a point to hit the gym each day and I feel good about that.  There are a lot of old people and younger guys at the gym during the day. Go figure! Maybe I should scope out a Sugar Daddy, huh? Nah.

I've become hooked on The Ellen Show and am now obsessing over visiting the show. Also, she's giving away a trip to Australia, so I seriously submitted my story as to why I should win a trip. I've become a prize pig.

Moving on to the job hunt, I haven't heard from the job that I interviewed for last week - yet. They told me that I should hear something by the end of the week, so I'm holding onto hope that I'll get news tomorrow.  I wasn't sweating it last week, but I'm officially sweating like a pig over it this week. I am still asking for all of your positive thoughts and, if you feel like sending them to me, your prayers. We all have our own higher power that we look to, so call in a favor for me, would ya??

So, worst case scenario, let's say this job opportunity falls through. I've got my resume out to many other places and I'll keep on keepin' on, but I have to tell you, I may freak out for a few minutes. 

I have made a promise to myself that if I get this job, I'm immediately applying for my passport and I'm going to take a trip out of the country. I keep talking about it, but life is too short not to DO IT!

I had lunch with an old friend of mine yesterday and told him that I believed the universe was trying to tell me something. I knew that I wasn't happy at that job and I've always felt like I was meant for more than what I was doing. I'm just having a hard time figuring out what I'm meant to do. I'm looking for signs!

I've always thought it would be cool to live somewhere else, so maybe I'm meant to relocate? I really enjoyed visiting the Bahamas on my cruise, maybe I'm meant to braid hair on the island, huh? I have been practicing my fish-tail braiding skills ...

One thing is for sure, once I get my feet back under me, I'm paying back and paying forward all of the kindness I've received from my friends. Thank you all so much for the job suggestions, free lunches, free drinks and shoulders to cry on. I love and appreciate you all!