366 days - and no fatalities yet...
January 17th, 2010
So it's One year and One day into my Ohio Experience.
And I'd definitely say that day 366 is better than day 1. As I mentioned in the past, about this time in OUGHT NINE, I was nigh-dead when I got here last year. I'd picked up some kind of super-bug from somewhere, possibly ADT in one of my last days there, and it decided to make its presence felt upon my entering the diabolical metropolis of Indianapolis, Indiana.
Which made the last 100 miles or so of driving a bit of a pickle. But I digress. It's nice that I spent the first day of my second year here just sort of chilling. We had a naughty breakfast and then I spent a whole lot of the day doing chores, but that's okay because I wasn't puking my guts out or anything. It's amazing how well things seem when you put them into perspective like that.
As I mentioned yesterday, everything seems to be going pretty well, and I can't complain in the slightest about how life in Ohio is treating me. Sure there's the job situation, but I never have been able to get a decent job using my apparently useless Electronic Engineering degree, so it's not like I'd fare any better back in Omaha job-wise. I'm trying to take it all in stride.
Though I have high hopes for this job I applied for over the weekend here, which seems tailor-made to my last ten years of job history (the whole web site marketing thing aside). It's some company that does repair and technical support for medical alarm systems. That's like, six of my past jobs (and perhaps ten years of work experience) rolled into one... so if I don't at least get an interview, something's fucking wrong.
I may not go all shooty or anything but that's the sort of thing that would push a lesser man over the edge. Over the edge, man! But what I'm trying to say is things are pretty good for me overall, so I'm having a hard time justifying being all worked up about things. Which sort of dovetails with my 'try to be a bit less negative' thing I'm working on. And so far I'm being pretty good about that.
I didn't even get all apoplectic when someone was running back and forth through the apartment upstairs for an entire hour earlier. An entire hour. Before I flew off the handle, I sorta put it into perspective; that was the first time we ever heard that here, so why get all bent out of shape? Now, if they keep doing it that's another thing. But see? No pointless temper tantrum.
Awesome, huh?