Yesterday, was my official last day of work.
I celebrated by going all out on Halloween weekend dressed as a homeless polar bear (waiting for photo): stopping traffic on Market Street in a critical mass bike ride; a bike joust at the Vulcan Lofts complete with O.F.D. competing for head jouster; dinner, champagne and fabulous dance party where I apparently had a REALLY good time; an afternoon beer, a surprise call from a friend inviting me for sushi and a movie (and a sleepover) ;) and ending with tamales and a Dia de los Muertos parade in the Mission.
And this morning, I slept in 'til 11am.
Oh what fun it is to be unemployed.
Now it's almost Wednesday and I didn't do sh!t today. No resumes, no cleaning, no job search, no working on my zillions of projects floating through my head. I did walk the dog, clean out my email box (the ultimate procrastination tool) and make a healthy dinner.
And panic sets in. California lost almost 3/4 of a million jobs. Unemployment rate in the SF area hovers around 11%. Will I work again?
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