(Are we the only ones who've been watching the star wars marathon all day? Please envision the following post as written in yellow slanty streaming text. But without cgi.)
I may have only gotten paid for teaching 4 80-minute classes over the last 2 weeks, but I've been a busy unemployed bee. The seriously condensed version. I cleaned out my stuff from 2 old places of work. (Then I attempted to clean out my room to find a place to put said stuff, but only got to the stage of making things worse before it gets better.) I got taken out for lunch in Chinatown by old coworkers and treated to sushi by then-current coworkers. I volunteered at the Eat Real Fest - where I immediately got pressed into pouring overpriced local wine, which was a pretty sweet gig once I figured out how to pretend I had any idea what I was talking about. I read 4 books - mostly of the putting-your-own-problems-in-perspective genre that Inder is so fond of. I made pickles (picklewatch update coming soon!), blackberry jam, grape jelly, and I'm still splattered with tonight's batch of strawberry lavender. I took my bike on bart for the first time. I babysat Joe twice, helped Natalia move and survived our heat wave. I watched a lot of bad tv, with a sprinkling of awesome tv.
I angsted about not having a new job, and then I angsted over starting a new job. Oh, did I mention that I have a new job?? I start tomorrow. I'm teaching 2nd/3rd graders at a literacy after-school program. The commute is longer than I'd like but at least it's bike/bartable and I'm excited to actually spend some time in San Francisco. Oh, and I joined a choir! Which also starts tomorrow! I better get me some beauty rest.
ETA: I would be remiss if I didn't share this dioramarama specimen with you.
"I always focus on Imperial troops for my Labor Day images because I believe they best represent the spirit of the holiday," says Hayford. "No one works harder. And no one receives less respect or compensation. They work tirelessly until they expire."