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Well, today has felt productive. I woke up early. Noty really on purpose, but I went to use the bathroom and was jumped by four kittens who weren't gonna stay there any longer. Fine, I thought (fool that I am); they are usually pretty mellow in the morning after we let them out. So, I went back to bed after securing my office from the Amazing Destructive Force of Kittens (TM). They were not mellow. They were insane, in fact. Stencil gave up on sleep first. I tried it a bit longer, as I hadn't actually fallen asleep until some time after 4:30AM. A half hour later I gave up. But, I was motivated to do a full work out, which I haven't been doing lately. I've been weight-lifting, but have been a lazy-ass when it came to the aerobics end of things. So, full work out it was. An hour later, I played with kittens, took a shower, ate toast, and grumbled about ELF (the mail had arrived in the interim) not sending all of the items I ordered, even after holding the order for over two weeks. Grrr. Great cosmetics. Kinda crappy customer service. Then, I powered through several job search type websites, set off more resumes than I can count. Submitted my work profile/resume to three field marketing companies and did a little bit of networking to keep those business relationships percolating. Also did some paperwork type things for our businesses. By 2:30, I was going to catch up at LJ. Mid-way through my first comment, though, the power went out as the Gods of Thunder announced it was time to get away from the computer. Shut the whole thing off, They did. I hadn't even noticed the storm coming. But we've really, really needed the rain. So, no complaints. Besides, it was the perfect opportunity to have a bit of a, ahem, mid-day romp (clashing thunder and pounding rain and all). Then lunch. A few more job posting things to attend to. Caught up on my recent flist posts. And all before 4:30. Not too shabby for someone who really just wants to hide under the bedclothes until the job fairies say it's safe to come out again.
Now the hard part: Waiting to see what response all of those resumes garner. I really, really hate searching for work. Actual work is soooo much easier and definitely more rewarding. That which does not kill us, though, right?
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