I’m employed again!

Well, I’ve accepted the offer, need to take a pee test and pass a background check (hopefully my secret internet activities won’t come out!) and then start work ASAP! Need to find something temporary to live in before moving the household. I think S.U. is disappointed it’s not closer to home for her but tough shit, it’s a job and since she doesn’t work, it’s not really her call now, is it? Don’t make a statement like “I’ll follow you anywhere” without being willing to back it up. Of course, how would it be if she decided not to? Stay with her mommy and leave me alone.

Too much to ask, I’m afraid I’m stuck with her. However, getting some quality time with my friend would be nice. We’re trying to get that set up. Not having been intimate since July, it likely will be a bit volcanic.

The new town is about 2 hours away, still in the same state, in the mountains, beautiful location. I can’t wait.  

There’s an offer on the table!

More later, but it looks good!

Very happy at the moment

Geez, has it really been a month?

Sorry folks, but I’d have to admit my focus has been elsewhere. I’m currently on day 4 of the mandatory Thanksgiving visit to the S.U.’s hometown (where she’s currently living) and honestly can’t wait to hit the road tomorrow. If you can believe it, there’s still not been an opportunity where she’s discovered the tattoo, so it’s still a delicious secret.

Still jobless and homeless, but there’s two very positive interviews next week, the one on Monday really sounds good, so I’ll go in prepared to impress.

My friend and I still talk in some form every day. We’ve scheduled and canceled twice, seen each other one weekend, briefly and not very privately, but just seeing her does me so much good. I’m going to make it up to see her soon, that’s for sure. If not, I may have to buy a Clone-A-Willy kit for her to remind her how “things” are . . . . . .

What I did last Friday

After years of talking about it, planning, plotting, being told by the SU that I can’t get it, with her out of town, I finally did it.

How childish and petulant of me, Fuck that, it’s my damn body.

 

Interview review and exhausted in every way

Physical exhaustion from 13 hours of driving Monday, continuing to move stuff from the house. Emotional exhaustion fromall the turmoil involved and a very strong desire to spend quality time with my friend. Spiritual exhaustion because my beliefs and value system are being questioned as to why I’m going through this. Mental exhaustion because . . . . . . ummm . . . . . . . I know there’s a good reason, I just can’t think about it.

The interview was smooth, what I expected and I fully expect to get an offer. In the meantime, I have a few other prospects cooking and need to stoke them along so I can make a good choice soon. Meanwhile, I’m sleeping on the couch for a while.

My friend has been wonderful, supportive, encouraging and just there whenever I need her. We had planned for me to try and visit Thursday and Friday, but I had complications in leaving the house and she said just to wait till I had less going on so we could relax. YAY!

And to my friend, if you read this, I love you so much and hope that time comes soon.  

First interview scheduled

Well, one of the nibbles has turned into a bite as I have an interview scheduled next Wednesday. I fly out Tuesday, stay overnight and then come back Wed afternoon. Not that I plan on jumping on the first thing, but it does look like a good position, and a good company, so that’s two of the criteria.

A Happy Post

Despite everything going on that’s negative, I feel pretty good today. In the midst of packing, sorting, job hunting and such, my friend came into town. We met Friday for a late lunch which was just nice to sit and talk, catch up, reconnect. Before I left, needing to get more done before the evening, we sat in my car and necked a bit and the flood of memories it brough back was overwhelming. After she left, I just sat there for a bit, trying to gather my emotions back inside before going back home.

That night, I got to see her again at a game. With people all around who knew us both, all they could see was two friends spending some time together, enjoying some good soccer. At halftime, she had to get something from her car and of course I walked with her. With the trunk lid up, and hidden from view, we snuck a kiss before going back to the field. Later, after sharing a bottle of wine and some good company with friends, we boldly kissed and held each other in the parking lot before going our seperate ways.

On Saturday, I worked like a madman, then took the afternoon off to go watch my child play soccer in another town. Guess who offered to travel with me? Yes, a 90 minute ride down, the game, 90 minutes back including a quick bite of chicken on the way back and my heart was soaring.  It was so nice to ride in the car, hold hands, maybe let the hand wander a bit (but not too much, I was a good boy) and then home to face the music because I told the S.U. that my friend rode with me.

Yes, risky, dicey, all that, but it’s ok. It was worth everything.

In a few weeks, we’ll see each other again. I’d love to go up and spend a day with her. We’ll see, but for now, I’m good, batteries recharged. Sure, no sex, but that’s not everything, is it?

Alive, busy but alive

Job search is going slow. Thanks to everyone leaving kind notes and checking on me. Besides the search, the major project going on is packing the household up and putting it into storage. After just 5 years in one place, it’s amazing how much crap has been accumulated. This is a lesson in what matters and is needed and don’t think I haven’t noticed.

Putting the house in storage means the “temporary” separation is near. Is it bad that I’m looking forward to it? Is it bad that I’m considering suggesting it be permanent? There’s a lot on my mind now and first and foremost is whether I want to resume the same old life in a new location.

I’m thinking no

I may get to see my friend this weekend. If not then, within a few weeks. Hard to believe it’s been almost 3 months since our last time together. Coincidently, the last time I had any satisfying contact with another.  

Nibbles and evil plans

I sure wish this were about another subject, like being able to see my friend instead of the calls & texts & IMs.

Yesterday was a glimmer of hope. Phone calls with 2 recruiters and both opportunities sound good, but involve a move. The house is going into storage to minimize costs and stretch the severance out. From first contact to potential offer is 2 weeks minimum, possible move in a month. Meanwhile, in a little over a week, the spousal unit will go to stay with her mom. The kid & I will be staying in town. This will be a new experience.

Stay tuned kids!

What’s happened to the sour Skittles?

I’m not seeing them everywhere anymore, did some flavor wimps decide to stop making them?

I have to entertain myself somehow, over 80 resumes sent since last Monday and still no nibbles. Considering moving the spousal unit in with her mother in another state and getting an apartment with the kid so she can stay for school. Stay here as long as possible but this could cut monthly costs to 1/3. Thinking about a p/t job or something too.

Frustrating, very frustrating. My friend has been supportive, can’t ask for more. Well I could, but honestly, I’ve got bigger fish to fry right now than that, as nice as it would be to spend time with her, not an option right now.