I have said it many times to many people, but it gets no less true as time goes by: it's a beautiful time to be unemployed! My mornings are the main work time, the afternoons less busy, but still involve work (work-finding work). Of course, there are also errands to run, prep work for some potential small contracts, and time in the sun.

The latter is what I am currently enjoying. Wireless interweb access is a glorious thing. Sitting out on my patio, legs up, laptop in front of me, cool drink within easy reach, and telephone in case the unthinkable should happen and I get a call-back. I guess, having said that, that one could infer that the sun portion of my day could be experienced in conjunction with every task I perform in my daily routine. In fact this is so. I doubt any potential employer would really appreciate me lolling around in only shorts, but they have no idea how (un-) presentable I may be when they receive my email or phone call.

It sounds like my previous cow-irkers are still busy, hammering away at their daily tasks. Meanwhile, I am lollygagging out in the sun, thinking that working for myself doing web contracts would really be the way to go. The "career counsellor" (that's her title, but...) recently asked why I didn't consider that option. Actually, I have dreamed of the possibility for years, but the problem really is getting a steady stream of clients willing to *pay* normal/proper amounts of money for a website. Ah well.

Time to sign off for today; the afternoon draws to a close and I have yet another another busy night ahead, filled with friends and entertainment. Oh what a sorry state of affairs in which to be! ;)