Unemployment
Yesterday was my last day at work as Scott and I prepare to move across the country to Denver, and now I’m sitting in my lovely formal living room (soon to be former formal living room) waiting for the moving company to come and pack our belongings. Domesticity begins.
This is the first time that I’ve been unemployed since I was 15-years-old. Ironic that my first job was at a theatre as an usher. The theatre is really all I’ve ever really known. I was thinking about that last night as I scurried about the house trying to get things organized for the movers today. While I do intend to find a job in Denver, just to bring in a little extra income for the time being and recoup some of our debt from the move, I was struck with a great deal of pleasure knowing that this is indeed, a fresh start. It’s just a question of what I want to do with it.
I’ve mentioned that there’s a lot of change in the air. Obviously for me personally, but also our Country, our environment, our economy. In some ways, I feel a bit like I’m tapping my inner pioneer. Moving west and wiping the slate clean in the attempt to have a better life. As I watched Brian Williams deliver the news of the day last night, I resolved to myself that for the past few years I’ve been way to wrapped up in myself and my silly career. It’s funny, but my boss (well, former), who I do consider a true mentor, said something that really hit home yesterday. That working in the arts is supposed to be fun, and that often, the people who work in the arts take themselves way too seriously. I couldn’t agree more. He’s right. It’s not brain surgery, and for some time, I’ve sort of treated it as such.
In this new beginning that I’ve been handed (and I do believe that it is a gift from the universe), I have decided to spend some quality time just being a better person. I’d like to be less competitive and judgmental of myself and others. I’d like to slow down and really enjoy this short life that I’ve been given. I’d like to be a true and loyal friend – a good daughter and sister – and an excellent wife. And eventually, it is my greatest hope to be a good parent.
Simpler priorities – but certainly no less bold.
Unemployment ain’t so bad…
