
Emotion. I haven’t even begun to get a handle on this. To start with, let’s assume I’m excited and enthusiastic about getting going on this and finding something new. Many of the opportunities I’m turning up are at least interesting, and at best *really cool*. I think this will only increase as I get deeper into it. I’ve been thinking about moving on for a long time, and going about it, whether voluntarily or not, is pretty exciting.
On the other hand, there is the fear. It’s irrational, I know, but I am regularly consumed by a deep, dark, cold fear that could paralyze me completely if I let it. Why is it irrational? Because intellectually I know that we will survive, even if I have real trouble turning something up. I can always get something, even if it’s not really what I want, that will help up keep ourselves afloat. We won’t lose our house, we’ll have enough to eat, and the kids will still be able to go to college. But that’s my big brain talking. Sometimes, deep in my gut, far away from my big brain, there’s a huge ugly freezing fear that threatens to take total control of me, and I’m afraid I’ll end up huddled in the corner. Silly, I know. It’ll be ok. I've always said, if it gets down to the wire I can work at Blockbuster. How could that not be cool?
Emotions are flying all over, and making me a little crazy. It’s a rollercoaster ride, and I’m just hanging on.
I turned up two new opportunities today, both at universities. I’ve applied for one, and will apply for the other as soon as it becomes available, which should be next week.
Fret factor: Moderate/high.

