I'm staring at the screen smiling right now. You know, in case you were curious. No, I haven't found the job of my dreams or won the lottery or anything, but today seems much more manageable then yesterday. I bit the bullet and applied for a night shift at a 24 hour diner, so that I can still look for work during the day. I'm supposed to go in tomorrow for them to check me out, so wish me the best. I also have another interview tomorrow for a job handing out surveys on a street corner - again, not exactly the same level as being hired by, say, HBO but at least it would be two weeks of steady money. We're trying to shoot a few more scenes of a film I am working on later this week so that will be some work too, though not much.
I hope by writing about these interviews I haven't jinxed them, but having my day start out with two potential job nibbles has brightened everything. Being unemployed, or even underemployed, starts to really really drain your optimism and your self esteem after a while. It doesn't take much for me for it to all bounce back - I'm a basically happy person with a fairly stable sense of self worth. But after months of only working a few days here and there and counting pennies, even my generally annoyingly cheerful attitude dims down a few notches.
So we'll see how it goes tomorrow. I'll either be back to being a Pollyanna or continue on with my teenage sulk phase.