Believe it or not, the unbelievable is about to happen---I'm going back to work. It's been a long ten months, but it'll actually feel good to punch a timeclock again (or fill in a timesheet---whatever). This isn't my dream job by a longshot, but it's a start. Sometimes you have to start small and work your way back up.
In this job, I will be putting together sales and marketing packages that will go out to customers (or would-be customers). Sounds pretty straightforward, huh? However, during my interview, my boss said that he wants to introduce me around the building to meet their key people. Not just so they know who that "new" guy is and not call the cops, but so that they can get to know me and put me to work on any projects that they might have. The good thing is that what is supposed to be a short-term job could turn into a long-term one. I wouldn't mind that one bit.
This company is just over a mile from home, so it'll be a quick drive each way. With luck, my car should warm up about the time I pull into the lot. From what I've seen so far, the folks at this company seem to be pretty nice, so I shouldn't have any trouble fitting in.
Too many people complain about their jobs (check out how many people hang out at Facebook during their working hours---and read what they write). But when you've been without one for so long, you no longer think, "I have to go to work." Now, it's "I get to go to work."
