What a difference a job can make to ones' self-esteem. I feel much more positively about things in general now that I am working again F/T permanent. There is still a lot going on with my son, my divorce, and my general state of being, but I have a better outlook, and feel more like I can manage my life now. It's a good place to be right now. My process of unpacking continues, more slowly than I would like, but at least there's progress. I was able to spend some time on-line last night, which means my office area is more comfortable now. My daily/weekly routine is becoming more routine, and I'm getting my comfort zone again. I will miss the old place, and the routine I built up over there (14 years is a long time), but you know, things do change. Hopefully all these changes will be positive ones. I expect that this weekend will be a busy one, and there won't be much time for relaxing, but anything I can do to make my living space more live-able is good. I may have unrealistic expectations, but I truly want to get things in order in a short span of time: maybe a week or two. I am going to have a fairly comfortable space in my new place, in terms of having my music system, computer, TV/Video, etc. And, this new job will allow me to begin buying extras like new CDs and DVDs again. So, I won't be living on a shoestring. Huzzah. I may not yet be on top of the world, but I can see the summit from here.

I believe this entry will be read by outside parties, which is good. I have not kept a journal entry here in quite some time. I simply have not had the mental and emotional wherewithal to do so. Many things have happened over the last many months. I lost my old job at GIKI, the non-profit organization I worked for. I was just shy of my one-year. I was fired for absenteeism, which was largely due to my needing to take time off to attend meeting for my son (parent/teacher, evaluations for therapy, drug services, etc). I suppose I missed a lot of time, but in any event, I was fired because I have a life and son who demanded my attention, and my job was not the #1 love of my life. Stop reading this: go see "Falling Down" with Michael Douglass. Then come back. All done? Good. That is how I feel about that old job. Good thing I don't have access to military grade weaponry. In any event, I went back to my old temp agency, and in a day, they hooked me up with a company in December, and I've just recently been taken on as a full-time permanent with them. It's not quite the "dream job", but really, what is? At least I'll have fewer financial burdens on my mind. My former roommate did in fact get moved to the West Coast. She's doing well enough. I moved out of my old apartment, in which I had lived for some 14 years. My ex-wife and I had moved in there in 1992 with my baby son. That apartment saw us through almost our entire marriage, and our eventual separation/divorce. I am in the same area, although a nicer neighborhood, and with the rent being split with my old/new roommate (I'll explain later) and my new job status, things ought to be looking up. I have not been keeping up with my Live Journal either, but I check in on occasion there as well. I had begun the Strange Adventures of Johnathan Violent, but had only done a couple of entries. I have decided to make these entries at songmenaings available to someone for my benefit, and to enable a deeper understanding of what the hell is the matter with me. No, we aren't dating, but our relationship will be an intensely intimate one, if definitively brief. I may well attempt to maintain the discipline of journal writing again. It remains to be seen how successful I am, or am not. Ultimately, the proof of this is yet to be proven. Follow the Favorites: enjoy the ride.