Time to Muster.

So I got fired from my 9-5, err 0730-1600, job Monday (04/11/2011).  I worked at that hospital for about 3.5 years, in three different positions before they got rid of me.  Other than that, my work history has been peppered with a long list of jobs that lasted a maximum of six months.

Back to the point...After spending so much time at one place, I grew very comfortable and unwilling to take a risk.  I've been thinking about quitting for a while, walking in one day and handing in my two weeks notice without a plan.  They beat me to it I guess.

Two hours before I got fired, I landed an interview for the next day (Tuesday) at one of the best hospitals in my area, I've been putting applications in for the last six months so the timing couldn't have been more perfect.  Actually, it would have been better if they had called when I put my first application in but who am I to be picky?

Monday is a particularly good day in my circle of friends because we all join together for food and libations at somebody's house for an event that we call "Urban Family Dinner."  When I announced my new employment status, my friends greeted me with condolences and calls to action.  "Who do we start calling?"  "A new position opened up at the TV station, I'll talk to the lady tomorrow."  Seriously, you have no idea what it is to have good friends until you've become a member of this circle.

Wednesday I had a lunch date with a friend at the Clinton School and I realized that things were actually going to work out really well.  My roommate and I took a long walk by the river and a sense of calm just washed over me.  I don't have to dread working tomorrow and I'm not completely broke...I can literally do whatever I want, not just for Thursday, but Friday, Saturday and every day after that.  This feeling of freedom has led me to say I'm "at Liberty" instead of "unemployed" when asked the inevitable "What do you do?" question.

Thursday was my interview at the TV station which went better than any interview I've had before.  Lunch at Hanaroo for some nom nom time with tuna.  Yummm.  Friday I made the trip up to my dad's house and I've been refinishing an old porch swing.  We don't have a power sander, so I've been using my biceps for power.  I really enjoy it and the chair looks great...perhaps I'll open a wood shop...