On January 29th, it will have been six months since I’ve officially worked. And it will be approximately five months since I moved from the L.A. area to Colorado Springs. So, I am thinking it’s time to find a new job. Well, find a job, period. I have taken some time to enjoy my new surroundings: trips to the Garden of the Gods, Helen Hunt Falls, the Royal Gorge, Buena Vista, the Van Briggle pottery factory, Wilkerson Pass, and the like. I’d talk about how gorgeous it is here, and how the weather is amazing, and how the sky is humongous, and how the clouds put on an amazing show just about every day, and how the sunrises and sunsets are BRILLIANT, but then you might want to move here, and the people here think it’s too crowded already. And I’ll just be in trouble with my new “neighbors”. So I won’t tell you all those things.
I had thought that I could enjoy retirement for the rest of my life, but my dad thought the same thing, and he returned to work three or four times after officially retiring. And I am my father’s daughter, to be sure. So, I am trolling the internet looking for something to fill a few days and put some coin in my pocket. I have an appointment for an interview on Thursday morning. Woo Hoo. I’ll let you know how it goes.