Survival
Started: Wednesday, September 18, 2002 18:28
Finished: Wednesday, September 18, 2002 19:03
I'll never be a saint, it's true
I'm too busy surviving
Whether it's heaven or hell
I'm gonna be living to tell
So here's my story...
As described in a previous rambling, today was a sucky day in the job hunt department. I still haven't receieved any calls back. At this point, I pretty much have to assume that lack of response means I didn't get the position. So it'll be intensive hunting for the rest of this and next week.
I refuse to allow myself to slip into a victim mindset, though it's often very tempting.
Plan B. ....
Actually, I just had another idea. I'll get back to talking about Plan B in a minute. The person I interviewed with yesterday left me a card and number, saying I could call if I had any questions. She also told me that I would most likely get a call back, notifying me one way or another, within 24 hours.
Tomorrow, I'm going to call and ask, "What's up?" (In a very polity way, of course.) Find out if a decision has been made. If I have a job, great. Then I can keep my apartment for a few more months while I figure out where to go with my life after that.
If it's a rejection, I'm going to tactfully ask what might have influenced the decision. Maybe I can figure out where I went wrong, and improve in the future. Or maybe they'll just say they didn't think the position was optimal for me, in which case they would likely even be right. (But right now, I'll take a not-so-perfect fit over being homeless.)
Now, Plan B.
In the unfortunate event that I haven't gotten a job by the end of this month, I give notice that I'm moving out of my apartment. There's no other choice, really. If I can't afford the rent, there's no way I'm staying here.
But what then?
Don't know yet, don't have all the details planned out. If I'm lucky, I won't have to. But here's a vague sketch, just in case:
I become homeless for a while. Or rather, my car becomes my home. I still owe money on it, but no more payments will be due until late next year, so that will give me a bit of time to figure things out. I may get a PO box to use as my address for a while.
But what about all my stuff? I've been thinking about that. I'd take my cds with me in the car. No question there. My furniture, I'd either sell, give away, or put in the safekeeping of people who might be able to use it. Maybe leave some of it with my parents.
I've already arranged with Jaeger to keep my DVD collection in a safe place, should the need occur. In exchange for keeping them, he and Kiesa would get to peruse and watch them at their leisure. Much better than leaving them to rot in a closet somewhere, and I don't think I could bear to sell them off at a fraction of the cost I paid.
I think I'd take keep Argo with me in the car, even though I wouldn't be able to use her for a while. Maybe backup the contents of the hard drive to Dagobah, and leave Dagobah somewhere else, so that my data would be safe in case something should happen. It's my life on this hard drive. Don't want to lose it, even if it goes dormant for a while.
As for the rest of my stuff? Well... a lot of crap, mostly. I guess there is my audio / visual system. I'm sure I could find somebody who wouldn't mind holding onto that for a while too. Or, there's the possibility of selling that for some extra cash. I dunno. I don't particularly relish that idea. Again, it's a minor detail, which I hopefully won't have to worry about anyway if I can just find a job within a week.
Well, whatever happens, I'll enjoy it while it lasts.
Now, I'll go watch the premiere of Enterprise, even if the show's writing does suck. I watched the finale last night after Buffy. Stupid writing. Good acting. If only they could refrain from repeating the whole time travel thing yet again. Anyway...
I'll enjoy it even if it sucks tonight. Peace.